Thread:GalaxE/@comment-34012245-20191209040109/@comment-36159587-20191213020047

 “I don’t answer questions.”

 He said, with a defiant tone, “Then I don’t, either.”

 “It doesn’t matter. You may act well, but the fear your companion gives off is as prominent as the sun in a clear sky,” the invisible yet shadowed figure said. “Why you do not fear for your safety is beyond my imagination.”

 “Vice versa here as well.” There was no fear in the young man’s voice. “You know, bad things happen to people who breach security here. I’ll let you go, you let me go—do whatever you want to do after I leave, and I’ll go on my merry business.” The “I” and not “we” seemed smooth and incapable of being caught as strange, even though the other already seemed to know that there was someone else there. His smirk was back, and his confidence made it seem like he—they—weren’t at odds at all. “Benefit for both sides, am I right?”

 A laugh that sounded nothing like a laugh resounded slightly and shortly. When it ended: “You do not understand. Most people in this place are incapacitated, if not dead. You and I have no obstacles now.”

 It was the young man’s turn to hesitate slightly, though it was barely noticeable. The metallic smell…it was blood, after all. “So, you killed them? The security? It was too quiet around here.”

 “Yes.”

 "Trained guards,” he muttered to himself. “You’re…you’re a trained assassin, aren’t you? In fact, an assassin who can choose to work in broad daylight. Word says that shady governments speak highly of you, Apologetic Assassin.” He continued, “Did they hire you to kill the security here? It seems like a lowly job for someone such as you.”

 There seemed to be a slight slant to the assassin’s words, perhaps to the fact the young man knew whom they were to an extent. “No.”

 “By your own volition? Pardon the potential rudeness, but…sounds unlikely,” he observed. “Or is it just me who’s usually all about money? Or do you not have to eat, or something?” He shot off his words quickly, like they were a bulleted list. Looks like he had more thoughts going on in his head than jokes.

 Of course, the A.A. did not answer, in fact, ignoring him. “There is something of vital importance I need to speak in regards to a matter. That person I need to speak to happens to be hiding just behind you. I would suggest getting out of the way before wasting more of my time.”

 He didn't move.

 “Don’t force me to kill you as well.” They spoke of it as easily as someone would say “We’re having fish for dinner”, their voice unwavering as they stepped forwards towards the person who had broken Dion out.