❛ WE CAN SKIP the formalities;
the kid’s already told me enough
about his friends an’ all that
sentimental junk. ‘Sides, I’m sure
you know who an’ WHAT I am. ❜
The colloquy comes as a cavalier cadence,
rolling off the tongue with surprising subtlety.
If his stature was a song, it would be sung as
a shrugging nuance, despite how ill at ease he
truly was. Being a so-called ‘good guy’ left a
bad taste in his mouth; both the prince and the
brothers Elric stared at him as though he were
like them.
And it disgusted him; rescinding all that he was
and was not could not yet be done, and yet there
exists a note of cordialness in his voice: she had
hardly earned a warrant for hostility.
❛ IF MEMORY SERVES, you’ve
already had a run-in with a couple’a
my siblings, so I probably don’t have
to tell you just how awful they really
are. ❜