Deepwood Weald i kissed a frog at midnight so he sang me a lullaby

The choice of words left an unpleasant feeling brewing beneath the beast's chest but, due to the lack of hostility or really any emotion for that matter, quickly settled before any accusations could unfold. Still, he did not move to close the gap between them, even after the idea of stargazing was suggested. "I don't have much else to do so why not."

Truthfully the idea of watching the sky was of little interest to him but, Sanguinus' life had never been about himself. His mind only thought of what service astronomy could be to his future master and even if little came off the top of his head, the servant within pushed him to further any crafted he could.