Re: Antagonist’s Anarchy: Derived from Dianthus
jason quickly killed the smirk that was starting to form at the look the lady gave him, but lowered his head in submission. If he was to be made to travel with these people the least he could do was cause them no trouble. He was hoping they would at least begin to speak to him sooner ar later, ask him about himself, so he could perhaps make them not hate him so much. Why in the world would the man, Ydalon, taunt that woman so? He hoped that their bickering would dissist. He couldnt see it happening though.
"Old man?" he said quietly, yet loudly enough to be heard. "Will you converse with me as we travel?"
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