Phantom Hollow You've been counting all the days off of your calendar for weeks now

Did he have to be truly honest? He did not know what exactly his cousin was looking for. He had (and he hoped his mother had as well) thought that he would be welcomed with open arms from blood alone. It was harrowing to be thrust into this impromptu interview, especially given that he had been fucking around for the past few years.

Was he supposed to say that he was really good at oral or something? That wasn't what his cousin was looking for at all and he knew it. He looked nervously to his mother, knowing deep down that she really couldn't help him. For a lot of reasons, detachment being the least of them. But he had to stand up for himself.

I — he stuttered. I'm good at ingratiating myself with people. I would not say it is diplomacy, really. I am a courtesan if anything.