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“That’s what I was surprised,” Ky agreed. “But the gods… I barely recognized him.”

She nodded again, going back to her meal. Her morbid curiosity wondered what had happened but she wasn’t about to poke that. There was no amount of money in the ...

Ky cringed and nodded in agreement. “It seemed… a bit rash. Which… surprised me.”

“Yes sir.” Ky dipped her head again. “We’re feeling much, much better. Thank you sir.”

“I… shouldn’t.” She shook her head. She did, of course. But opinions were dangerous. “It’s not my place.”

They both flushed a little. He? As in Aleth? As in his torture had begun? As in his torturer was sitting in front of them now? Gods. Although. They’d taken ...

Ky and Tadaaki both felt uneasy and eyed him warily until he sat down. Not there for them. Good. They were getting progressively more convinced that his very presence was ...

“It has nothing to do with me.” She shrugged.

Ky nodded, glad he wasn’t arguing that point.

Is this what the torture was to be? Just beating after beating after beating with the same two questions that he somehow expected a different answer to. What was he ...

“Maybe… he’s not a toy, though. He’s a person. Not someone to use.”

He was shivering, frozen to the bone. Sitting up would probably help. Limit contact with the floor. And yet he couldn’t. He was too weak. And the shackles were too ...

“… we have a wall,” Ky said, crossing her arms. “Zander doesn’t.”

Aleth had long since collapsed and now lay trembling on the ground, his face pressed against the cold, disgusting stone floor. Gods damn this entire day. He closed his eyes.

“Probably at least some of the smaller ones.” Ky nodded. “He took down a white bear by himself.”