Defend
[ defend ] your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . @barghestxnikos
Despite her promise to Iona that she wouldn’t harm a hair on the Barghest’s head, Serefina found it particularly difficult to look at him without wanting to burn the hair off his pretty little head. Fiercely protective, she couldn’t stand the thought that Nikos had wounded her friend, even in the past. So far, she had done a good job of dodging him around the Slums. Really, it was for his own good. Sera had promised to keep an eye out for him, but really, she felt his biggest threat at the moment might actually be her.
It seemed her luck of avoiding him had come to an end though. A local stall owner was on a tirade about how she had supposedly ripped him off the last time she had come by, and while she was standing there, gritting her teeth to stop herself from snapping back, she saw Nikos come about. It would be too obvious to run, and besides, the stall owner might actually have a conniption if she slid away while he chewed her out. Her only option was to stay standing there like an idiot, already angry, while Nikos came about and heard the rather outlandish allegations the stall keeper made.
Gritting her teeth, Sera met Nikos’ eyes, her lips forming a straight line. Even as she kept contact with him, she spoke to the stall keeper, “Sir, please stop yelling. I promise that if I shorted you any amount of coin last time, it was by mistake.”