“I’m enjoying our renewed friendship.”
Dishonour for all...
Furrowed brows frame their darkened eyes, watching the other assassin as she spoke that word. It might as well be foreign to them, unnatural to their ears when directed at them. But still, something in their chest jumps at it, making their next inhale uncomfortable. "Is that what you're calling it?" Talon questions with a grumble, their eyes drifting to focus somewhere beyond her, eventually dragging their face away almost bashfully.
“I am not deserving of such a thing.”













