Thread:BixbiteTheGreat/@comment-34012245-20190916212735/@comment-36159587-20190918051523

The Mamba glanced in the demigod's general direction, but he was more preoccupied with the A.A.'s appearance. In fact, if he knew where they were, he probably would have resorted to hugging them. Instead, his hood flattened slightly as if in relief, and his expression underneath the mask was very much the smile of a child who had finally found the one he was looking for. For such a tall teenager, he was very dependent on those he trusted.

The possibly infamous assassin, on the other hand, ignored the rustling movements in the background, deeming it irrelevant. They waved the air flow aside for the moment, but used the same utility to tap out a message on the Black Mamba's shoulder in place of words.