08-28-2020, 07:44 PM
Her brow rose. She did not let go of his arm.
Nhysa killed people for a living. She did not ask questions or concern herself with justice or wonder if her marks deserved their fate -- in fact most of the time she didn’t know the why at all. Nor did she care. She was good at her work. No remorse plagued her conscience. No empathy stayed her hand when orders were given.
But neither was she bloodthirsty.
She had never acted for her own interests, nor felt any inclination to do so. Little ever really riled her temper, and she didn’t typically find herself drawn to the plights of others either. So Nhysa remarked it strange to realise how his explanation made her feel. The spark of his anger kindled a protective flame, not least for the way he branded himself a coward. She said nothing though, just watched him rebalance himself and smoothly change the subject.
She smirked. “I am amenable to that. I would caution you not to bet anything too precious, though.”
Nhysa killed people for a living. She did not ask questions or concern herself with justice or wonder if her marks deserved their fate -- in fact most of the time she didn’t know the why at all. Nor did she care. She was good at her work. No remorse plagued her conscience. No empathy stayed her hand when orders were given.
But neither was she bloodthirsty.
She had never acted for her own interests, nor felt any inclination to do so. Little ever really riled her temper, and she didn’t typically find herself drawn to the plights of others either. So Nhysa remarked it strange to realise how his explanation made her feel. The spark of his anger kindled a protective flame, not least for the way he branded himself a coward. She said nothing though, just watched him rebalance himself and smoothly change the subject.
She smirked. “I am amenable to that. I would caution you not to bet anything too precious, though.”
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