Shady

“Yeah.” She puffed up a little, proud of herself. “I made it a whole year younger than Rek.” Ky nodded. “…okay… where would I find a necklace for it?”

Tadaaki nodded and also took another sip. “Thank you.”

Tadaaki glanced up guiltily, nodding. “Yes sir. It’s very good.”

Jerica glanced at him, then gave a grin that said she very much was going to get put in danger again. “I mean… I’m a Lieutenant now.” She sobered a ...

Tadaaki took a small drink and smiled a little before he thought to hide it. It was good.

“‘Cause he’s a cunt.” She bristled a little at the thought of Biryn, but then remembered she wasn’t talking to him, she was talking to Rickard, and her energy calmed. ...

Jerica shrugged. “It’s my own fault. I run my mouth even more now than I did then. Pick fights all the time.” Well, she didn’t back down from them, more ...

Jerica glanced at him, then glanced away and murmured quietly, “…Less.” Ky slipped it back to her tunic pocket and gave it a pat.

Tadaaki hesitantly took the other glass, hoping it was the right move. He also sniffed his glass, not drinking yet. It smelled good.

“Pfff it takes more than Biryn’s little punk ass to hurt me,” she scoffed. Rickard had heard her say that plenty of times in the past, sometimes when she literally ...

Tadaaki glanced up at the sound. What was he doing? Was he supposed to be sitting here with a noble? It didn’t feel like it.

Jerica was silent for a moment, pulling her knees closer to her chest. She looked younger than she was for a moment. Or perhaps she simply looked her own age ...

Tadaaki quietly walked to the chair and sat down, glancing around. Then realized he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to and quickly dropped his gaze.

She scoffed. “As if anything would happen to that asshole.” She usually did a good job of not shit talking Levin in front of people. Earlier had been… a slip. ...

Tadaaki folded his hands in front of himself, lingering awkwardly off to the side of the door. He wasn’t about to do anything without an invitation.