funeral-wind:
“You honestly were giving him that much credit? Without you around he’s helpless. No one bothered dragging him to his room, he usually just ends up passed out in the hall or in the tavern half the time. Not to mention he is noisy as all hell…” Luc was getting annoyed just thinking about him, ugh, well at least he had fun messing around with him sometimes…honestly that was probably the only enjoyable thing he could think of about the bear man, “And good, I wouldn’t want to tell you anyway. I already had already gotten enough of an interrogation from Jeane a few months ago, ugh.”
“Ah. Well, maybe he’ll appreciate how much I look after him after all.” Flik cringed to himself. He wouldn’t be surprised if he found Viktkor on the side of the road on the way to Kuskus. Flik was not surprised Leona didn’t do anything. She didn’t have time to deal with Viktor’s shenanigans no matter how much she cared about him. “Jeane? And how is she? I hope she is doing well...”
