You must bring us, a Shrubbery.

The shift in Ruth, in deciding they’d remain outside for the time being, Grim nodded and followed to the nearby steps. Upon seeing the change in plans, Floki left the tree he’d been sitting under and took up a position by Grim. Cheese Ball on the other hand still seemed enamoured with Ruth, he took up a spot near Ruth sitting as if waiting for something. Almost as if the little dog were determined to win Ruth over.

There’s worse than a demon or spirit? He asked, while rubbing the back of his neck. He didn’t sleep well, he couldn’t remember the last time he had really. Probably since before the Veil fell, back when he’d been with the Chargers. Then he thought about what Vassenia had told him, about how he’d acted while he’d been blacked out in her presence.

Vassenia, I uh, blacked out in front of this uh, person. How did he even describe Vassenia, without getting into the complicated cat and mouse game they’d been playing all because of his asshole brother putting a bounty on his head under false pretenses. It hardly mattered who Vassenia was to him, only what she’d observed.

They said while I was out, I was talking to her, but not talking like it was me, talking like I was someone else. He also decided it wasn’t worth mentioning that whomever it had been, wasn’t exactly the biggest fan of Vassenia.