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"Come on, Aer. Little bitches get eaten by the witches."
"So, what? I am comfortable right here."
"Aer," A young man came to clap a hand at the back of his friend's shoulder, grinning down at the seated male, "mate, my boy. It is just a party. We are allowed to live a little."
Aerium skewed his face into doubt, shaking his head not long after. "Last time you took me to a party, we all got dragged in and the General..."
"Ripped right into us. I am still healing, I swear." Zero grimaced for only a second before that idiotic smile was back. "But may as well drink to reopened wounds!" And he attempted to pull Aerium by the arm to get up from the bench and walk down the street, hearty cheers and an unmistakably well tuned fiddle being played. They were all his friends, Inquisition recruits or just citizens, but Aerium pulled himself free two doors before the open and inviting one.
"Let me enjoy being outdoors for a little longer. Right? And save me an ale!" He was glad that Zero left him be, because yeah, Aerium always found his way inside.
But he did want to stay out in the night for a moment, in case they were busted again, but also because he had been spending time in his mother's roster. Interrogations were for stomachs of steel, and after his third day, which only concluded two hours prior, he knew it wasn't for him.
"So, what? I am comfortable right here."
"Aer," A young man came to clap a hand at the back of his friend's shoulder, grinning down at the seated male, "mate, my boy. It is just a party. We are allowed to live a little."
Aerium skewed his face into doubt, shaking his head not long after. "Last time you took me to a party, we all got dragged in and the General..."
"Ripped right into us. I am still healing, I swear." Zero grimaced for only a second before that idiotic smile was back. "But may as well drink to reopened wounds!" And he attempted to pull Aerium by the arm to get up from the bench and walk down the street, hearty cheers and an unmistakably well tuned fiddle being played. They were all his friends, Inquisition recruits or just citizens, but Aerium pulled himself free two doors before the open and inviting one.
"Let me enjoy being outdoors for a little longer. Right? And save me an ale!" He was glad that Zero left him be, because yeah, Aerium always found his way inside.
But he did want to stay out in the night for a moment, in case they were busted again, but also because he had been spending time in his mother's roster. Interrogations were for stomachs of steel, and after his third day, which only concluded two hours prior, he knew it wasn't for him.