Ruth couldn’t help but stare at the assassin a moment. “Huh,” he chuckled bitterly. “Life’s funny like that. Mine died too.” Yes, she’d died. Because of.. Stupid shitty circumstances that he wasn’t going to share with a stranger. “Only way my dear old Da’ was able to nearly kill me on occasion.” Yet, Ruth had overlooked something entirely. He’d blame it on being kept hanging upside down, sitting up a little straighter. “You said Crows. Arainai. You don’t know Shaw then?” You moron, Ruth. “Pretty hard to miss, big, grumpy, lumbering Kossith.”
It didn’t matter if he intended it as a flirtatious comment or simply the way Antivan’s generally were, the healer’s grin would turn incredibly smug. “Oh I know, but few get that privilege.” Snickering, Ruth settled back into the pack behind him amusement splattered across his face. They were of equal humour, good. It settled his suspicious mind some that his companion equally hid behind a confident, and often impulsive front. “Company only gets in the way, or they attempt to nanny when they are unwarranted.” Not strictly true, he kept terrible care of himself. “Though I can be whatever company you like, Zev.”
It didn’t matter if he intended it as a flirtatious comment or simply the way Antivan’s generally were, the healer’s grin would turn incredibly smug. “Oh I know, but few get that privilege.” Snickering, Ruth settled back into the pack behind him amusement splattered across his face. They were of equal humour, good. It settled his suspicious mind some that his companion equally hid behind a confident, and often impulsive front. “Company only gets in the way, or they attempt to nanny when they are unwarranted.” Not strictly true, he kept terrible care of himself. “Though I can be whatever company you like, Zev.”
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