Hoshor Plains I'm in the de-details with the devil

She laid her ears to her skull. He saw her 4hink8ng. Turning his words over in her brain. And he knew she would she always did.

Dreven didn't know what his emotions were. He didn't regret what he had done. The beast rarely regretted anything. A product of his traumatic birth, chaotic blood riddled childhood and youth. But he did know that some would look down on him. Accuse him. Hate him for what he had done. Not everyone was understanding like Atka had been. And he wasn't even sure if she had understood or simply wanted to deny.

A soft laugh. Why's it matter?

He tilted a tattered ear and continued onward. She wasn't going to get him to spill his guts with one question. He was that kind and today was not the day. And why should he share his past? It was over? Done.