"You don't seem like the kind of person who would give a goodbye if you were going to leave." Nobody ever gives me a goodbye, the unspoken sentence hangs in her mind as she watches him. Timdly she takes a few steps forward. " Oh.. really?"
"I'm wounded, Killing. I've manners enough to say farewell to those who matter enough to have earned them." Eyebrow raising slowly as she moved closer, his lips twitched with amusement, sighing and holding up his hand to her with a slight curl of his fingers. "Of course I did, have I ever lied to you?"












