i bleed pale blue and indigo

The pale beast listened with amusement how his prisoner slowly lost it. He stayed back, quiet, motionless, like a stone. You could hear the young girl's mind cracking down to pieces if you stayed quiet, talking to herself. She was going to be an easy one. This way... Bane allowed himself to whisper. Turning his body halfway 'round, the northerner walked slowly, this time, letting the girl hear his steps splashing in the underground creek. He was leading her, giving her hope with his presence. We're almost there... his coarse voice echoed, a whisper.