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She recognized him as he approached, and despite hearing his anger in his stride, she was still a bit taken aback by the tone he hissed in her ear. The words themselves weren’t as much a surprise as a confirmation of something she’d wondered for a while. Ever since the poison.

She didn’t let her surprise at the abruptness show, mainly because it was too quickly transformed into thoughtful consideration.

She’d killed before and she’d killed for less. Fennec had thought she would need an argument when the time came, but was slightly surprised at herself that she suddenly did not. If Germanicus wanted him dead then there was a reason for it. And she didn’t care about that so much as she cared that she was involved.

Interesting.

You want her to replace him. Fennec replied quietly, her ears twisting while she did so to monitor around them. She didn’t hear anyone present - and she would note the moment that changed. This wasn’t the kind of talk anyone else needed to be privy to.

How? She had her own ideas. But first she would hear his.