Wheeling Gull Isle young blood, gotta pull the trigger

She didn't take his foreign word so lightly, being filled with disgust and annoyance at the mere utterance of a non-common word. The fact of the matter is the truth of this word hurts too much, It hurt more for the other than it did for him; he was proud of his status and the power it brought. But one did not always walk about flaunting one's power. I was doing you the favor of being both honest and keeping our conversation at this same level of civility,

He smirked, a low chuckle filling his throat as he recognized the Greek she used. He was far from fluent, but he knew the sound of the language well enough. His eyebrows raised in mock surprise as she proudly mocked him. Good girl! Are there any other tricks you've been taught? He said without an audible laugh, but his eyes danced with the same cruel mirth all the same. 

Athan bowed his head to the woman, his eyes glancing off to the sea nearby. Is it the right tide for us to make our return? I admit I know not.