she runs on indignation

quick post before i get on the plane

"Hey. Chill, lady." If Arion could raise his paws in a gesture of surrendering, he could've. But he couldn't, so he settled with a 'chill' expression instead along with a shrug of his shoulders. When Citali stared at him long and hard with her piercing silvery blue eyes, Arion met hers evenly though soon he decided that it wasn't worth it and looked away. These were mundane things, and petty too, so while the Greek liked these challenges, he also liked to prove that he was less childish than the other. Which, unfortunately, wasn't always true.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, Cita," Arion murmured almost inaudibly to himself as he obediently began to gather up the thyme, allowing the words of the brown healer's to fade into the background as he concentrated on his work. However, the Greek managed to catch Citali's words about his name and flashed her a crooked smirk, "You can call me Thanatos if that's easier to remember," he told her. "You don't want to be called Arion's twin, do you?"