'' Wow i never seen Gallahan this angry in so long, im scared he might do something drastic if your new undead pal is just as nutty'' Vox said worryingly to Zahi as he paced back and forth in front of the shut door where behind, reside the unconscious Yinglet. Zahi as calm as ever simply looked at the panicked Zess in amusement '' Kyns are known for zheir short fuses, zhey live comfy knowing if zhey have long horns, no one will talk back or get in zheir way. We do not share zhis custom, neither does Yan so for a horned Kyn zhis is like a child not getting zheir way at zhe store''. Her reply did not ease Vox's worries '' Exactly! So now having a yinglet who aren't known to listen or have the capability to know personal space, we really should toss that thing off the streets'' Zahi grabbed him by his collar and pulled his face near hers with ease '' We will see when she awake, why live in zhe what if? Zhose who question too much deserves to be thrown out, you are a mercenary you should know how your behavior ruins any chance of anyone trusting you wizh anyzhing'' she told him before releasing him.


He looked her in the eyes '' those who act carelessly are the first to die, also rude! Thought you'd at least understand my worries and not rub salt on the wound. I know damn well im a stress volcano but really? People like me are the problem? I wish i could be as calm as you but i just can't its just not who i am- '' she placed her finger on his lips '' shhh I sense Yan nearby , we will continue this talk another time'' Zahi told him before removing her finger.



Vox looked around including the ceiling but saw no one '' where?! Shouldn't we tell her not to come to the room instead of keeping it secret? '' Zahi chuckled at his question '' Tell her not to bite and she will, tell her to be nice and she won't , tell her dont go poking a living undead scav and she'll play with her like an action figure, keep it to yourself and let zhe scav recover in peace''. From inside the room, said scav could hear the whole conversation yet slightly muffled, trying to pull herself up from the bed she laid on. Her entire body shook struggling to move around, like a newborn, every movement feels confusing and sluggish.




Having managed to life herself on all four she accidentally released a groan, the door quickly open and next to her Zahi leaned down to exchange gaze '' Beau matin mademoiselle''.

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