Ouroboros Spine entertain my faith

Sitri was just who he was, whether it was nice to one or another. He was nice to those who were nice to him, and he was just as mean to those who were mean when it was deserved. Sometimes he took the kicks and the jabs, and said nothing. But he was slowly finding he no longer liked that station in life.

Sitri chuckled a deep laugh, rich one thing that had not been marred by the demons that had torn his body and soul apart. The voices in his head even had not been able to quiet the laughter when he laughed that was, it wasn't often. Yes under the stars and in all sorts of weather. The cold does not bother me.

At her next question he blinked for a moment unsure what to say. Had he ever felt lonely, he supposed when he had been young perhaps once a upon a time, but now not so much mostly because it was a foreign concept to the scarred brute. I do not know how to be. that was the kindest way he could think to word it. I was never allowed to be, so I am simply not and them that hurt me well i couldn't wait to get them away from me so I did not miss them when they were gone.