Haunted Wood Teacher Teacher [m]

His grin was grim, dark, sinister as he eyed the way the boy shifted uncomfortably on the spot. Although the boy grew and did evolve from the strange little boy who barely knew how to handle himself, a few months did not make a man. Abaddon could still just see that same pup just hiding beneath the facade of an adult. He handled it better that was for certain, less obvious at least - or was Abaddon being too harsh on the growing boy after past experiences?

Do you really want to know what I'm thinking? he teased. Though he didn't think the boy was more mature than he was back in the day, perhaps slightly, he was still bigger and boy did Abaddon not like getting into any physical altercation. He waited to see what Valour would think of his response, how he would act, and only then would he double down on anything. For now, he kept his mouth shut and was careful when to speak until the time was just right...