Ankyra Sound He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him.

He found her choice of comedy somewhat lacking (and didn't realize she was serious about the previous plot to overthrow the siren), but smiled grimly anyways, trying not to let his bad mood affect the conversation too much. A fresh start - that's what he'd been forced in to with the coven, and after that when he'd joined Rusalka he'd been given another opportunity; it never occurred to him that he should be using his time in other forms, such as to find what he might have lost. Not that she was suggesting this - it was an idle thought that filled his mind for a moment, and was gone.

You could, he mentioned, deciding to play along with the concept for the time being. She's old. Wounded. It wouldn't take much. Not that he wasn't invested in protecting her, but there was only so much time before Caiaphas would fall in to obsoletion with her growing age. Her scent was still quite strong and that meant she was in good health (despite the battles), but one day she'd be gone and then what would happen after? He shrugged his shoulders — If you tried I'd have to kill you though.