Wheeling Gull Isle and i smashed those tiny mirrors inside of your skull

"why?" there was no reason to take back a truth. he gave threats but held no bite over them, simple barking of a child. she wondered how the trio of cousins accepted him, as he was no family, and but of foreign-blood. they were wary, and likewise, ruo was cold. her mind thought she was fine with outsiders, but perhaps in reality she was quite frigid with them.

her thought fortified as he backed up with her steps, seemingly intimidated. ruo felt devilish, but with reason. she did not appreciate a strange man giving threats, when he was an ugly rat. she looked down upon him with a freezing expression, cold and dead.