Stavanger Bay they caught the katy, and left me a mule to ride

if there was one thing arcturus was good at (by accident, i promise!), it was offending the ladies. how many times had he accidentally hurt kukutux's feelings, as if a careless owner treading over the tail of their cat? how many times had he carelessly forged ahead, unaware he had stung ying, or some other friend?

he recognized the look that flit the siren's face, for he had seen it many times as it stormed across kukutux's face, only to disappear like a stone dropped in the endless deep. he paused with strained obedience, turning his gaze towards her as she approached.

it shouldn't have, but for some reason arcturus found that question barbed him like an angry thorn. a ripple went down his spine as he cut her a look as if to say why should you care? "no." arcturus answered with some finality that suggested he was not willing to discuss it. after all, she was hydra's comrade -- and he had little interest in discussing or seeing his sister right now.