“ Oh, I’m sorry. Is this a serious conversation? Should I sit up? ”
(I dunno, I just liked the sass)
"I mean, if you're fine with being wrecked on the rocks by sirens, then no, I suppose it's not a serious conversation." Tehra huffed, standing in the doorway of his cabin, her blades bloody from the battle being fought outside. "Your men are terrible at fighting anything but humans and Calien is flriting with it! I can't do this by myself, Black Death!"












