Noctisardor Bypass driver picks the music

if there was one thing that grated on the impatient anneriwok’s nerves it was …well, in truth, there was a lot of things, but mostly it was the inability to answer his questions …or rather uncertainty. he is faced with it now in the figure of the golden, slightly strange-looking man before him. would vex have been more of an empathetic beast he might’ve felt a kinship with abandoning parents …but he doesn’t and pheiros’ gets no reaction from the firekissed boy.

an awkward tension cracks between them and all vex can hope is pheiros wasn’t looking for some kind of word of compassion because he wasn’t going to get any. not even a breath of it.

his rude questions and antagonistic curiosity answered brings very little satisfaction to vex …but he doesn’t forget that it might be more productive to take his annoyance and always seething anger out on prey that wasn’t a packmate and so he sighs. i was going to go on a hunt. you can join me if you want. but vex lets the choice up to pheiros because were the tables reversed, vex wouldn’t want anything to do with himself.

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