Thread:Feed Her To The Wolves/@comment-34928186-20191112022657/@comment-36459171-20191126025639

Without even gazing towards her, he spoke with a monotonous voice, "One day, I will step into the sun." It wasn't some sort of fantasy, it was a promise- one day, the light would hit him and he would feel nothing but a faint warmth, no longer in fear. He didn't really expect a response, since he was really talking to himself. But the glint of determination could be seen within his eyes.

He simply shrugged, pulling his gaze from the dancing flames, "I don't have much to pack anyways." At most, he had just a few furs and outfits, otherwise he didn't own anything special, aside from the goods Eurythmic had brought him.

He had grown used to the constant traveling as a nomadic tribe, and rather appreciated it, as it gave him more opportunities to go out and explore the nature. This was another thing the kids had poked fun at him for, while they were playing games he was busy taking care of a caterpillar and watching as it grew into a butterfly. The insect always amazed him, being able to change from a helpless creature stuck to the ground into something magnificent, able to fly to its heart's contents, see places it couldn't see before. In a way, it reflected his own dreams.

The word 'mate' rung through his head, catching him completely off guard. Did he hear her correctly? Running back the moments before in his head, he could confirm she did indeed say that, though it didn't stop him from sending her an inquisitive look. "If you're thinking that doing this will protect me from Abba, know that I don't need protection and that I would gladly take her life before she ever claimed me."

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"Tsk." He muttered, letting his arms fall over his knees before he stood up, turning towards Abba. Not only had Genji improved mentally, but he had physically too, growing in height and muscle, contrary to his skinny and lanky build from months ago. His hair, which had used to fall messily around his head, was now pulled back in a quiff, though what was most odd was that the roots had begun to take on a sort of pastel green, and when asked about it, he only shrugged.

His eyes narrowed as she referred back to the incident that had happened recently. It was true, the man was slain by his Dragon's Breath, but it was for a noble reason. He knew that being of his status no one would believe him so he kept his mouth shut, even after being bombarded with questions when the man had begun to point to him and gurgle out his name messily. "Yes, it was unfortunate that he had passed away. I do hope such a dangerous person is removed soon. We wouldn't want any accidents happening."

It was the first time Genji had used Dragon's Breath to take the life of somebody. He was a little nervous, to say the least, but knew it was for the better. The usage had caused a gash to appear over his chest, about half the length of his forearm, and overtime had healed and became another piece in his gallery of scars. It would also account for the sudden colour change in his hair, as it had began shortly after the event.