“Why do you continue to allow the gutter rat to keep saying such awful things” Caesar asks with a frown as large as possible, considering his feline appearance. It only makes the panther-like creature look more snobbish. “Back in the old days, perhaps we would’ve feasted on him. I know I would’ve”
[ ☾ ] There is sadness in the dhampir’s eyes, in his heart. Back in the day… The moment his parents were still alive, those times when he tried to be his father’s son. He’d failed. And now the world was what it was, an abyss of loneliness, darkness and responsibility. And a crime he would probably never get over, never cope with, a guilt that would nag at him for the rest of his long, endless days.The now, the present, though, was equally sad, in some way. He did somehow miss the old days, but his times and memories with Sypha and Trevor were also something he would cherish and keep close to his heart. Not that he would ever admit that he liked having them as friends, or that he enjoyed the mindless banter with Trevor. Nor would he ever tell Caesar that he admired his two… friends?… for their courage, commitment and for helping a stranger like him, even if the reason they did it was because it collided with their own interest. Calming his thoughts and steeling his expression, he replies to his faithful companion as casually as he could manage, pushing away painful memories and thoughts of the future, where the two would leave for their own adventure, leave to live their lives, and he would remain here, timeless, unchanged. Alone with the ghosts of the past. “He’s harmless, Caesar. And maybe a welcome change from the fear and hate we usually get. So, let him have his fun.”
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