Noctisardor Bypass I am that technology allowed.

he'd been making a return to heda when he was halted.
it was so abrupt, the shriek from the sharp-tongued brat; andras is almost slow to register what is said to him as if it were a language he'd never heard before. who the fuck are you?
if he was not undercover, he would have smacked him right then and there — but these soft-hearted fools don't seem as though they'd be receptive of that behavior, and so the prophet simply stares at the interloper, hardlined and unphased.
amadeo, he responds matter-of-factly, almost smug. i have been here since the end of winter, but i suppose we haven't crossed paths yet. i suggest you watch your tone with people you do not know. it's very rude. and not exactly christ-like, if someone were to ask him.