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

Nairn scowled, as he stumbled through the eluvian, Ruth hot on his heels. He turned and shoved the other man, Fucker. Knew you wanted to hit me. He snorted, an almost laugh, as he took a step backwards and studied the neighborhood they'd stepped into.

This'll do. He murmured, Hi' me. If it wouldn't be such a devastating blow, to be hit in the chest, he's certain this would almost seem like two fucked up fools having fun with one another. How often had he goaded Ruth into hitting him, back in the day, just because he could?

Don't want witnesses, the street was currently empty.