i'd rather face the dark

Though she uttered a quip, Kevlyn visibly winced. His pride was possibly the most important thing in the world to him; without it, he wouldn't be better than anyone, just another dumb body walking around. At least, that's how he saw it. Oh, yes, he was a man slave to the sirens of the coast, a position that afforded almost no pride whatsoever... for normal men. Kevlyn, on the other hand, was completely happy with his lot in life, and felt nothing but pride for being such a good consort.

He was almost about to say something about it, too, when Caiaphas mentioned the raid and his eyes lit up. "Really? On the glacier?" he asked in a whisper, lowering his head and cocking his nearest ear toward her lips. Even with the excitement of their pack stirring even more trouble, Kevlyn wouldn't dare look straight at her. It was a risk he was completely unwilling to take.