What do I look like, A Priest? A sexy one, Maybe.

Pfft. I didn’t want to meet my Clan again, but here we are! He’d gesture. He hadn’t seen Kellam since the closing of the Battle, but he’d heard through the grapevine that Megara had met with him. A matter for another day though. Um, well how bout you tell the kid that. But then… He is part you though, so he might need reminding. Life was unpredictable, if they surfaced, they would deal with it.

Ruth leaned back into his chair, swapping a draw of his cigarette for a sip of the bottle when it was his turn. So… you made his work redundant, paid him like a whore and sent him off like a scab and what, expected him to thank you? His chuckle was hollow, Wow, well played if your aim was to emasculate him.

Oh no. No, no, no. A pained expression replaced annoyed surprise. Why me? Because I know how crap you are at this? For fucks sake, Nairn. he’d groan, though the potential fallout of this spiraling unchecked made him consider it.

Fine. At least he’ll know who I am, and I know who he is… save an embarrassing encounter happening later, his arms instantly raised in defence, halting any flying punches about to head his way. I jest. I’m not about to bed children his whole body shuddering in disgust at the idea. I’d apologise, but this is worse than the time you changed course on her the first time. I could laugh at you then, this time just feels… shit.