Ravensblood Forest and iron filling her lungs

At her request he’s shifts away from her wound and nods once to her encouraging words of killing more humans. True, he’s sure it could be possible, yet with what he saw, he doesn’t have much confidence in their success.

Then juniper eyes come to gaze up to his with a certain vulnerable seriousness to them he hasn’t seen in his partner in crime since he’s been with her. It concerns him for a moment before he listens to her and explains to him the task in which she hesitantly asks of him to fulfill. Who is he to deny such a request? Though due to the genuine undertone of her silky voice he forces himself to keep his suggestive eyes and smirk at bay and regard her with his own respective seriousness.

“If you request such an important task of me, dear. I would.” He says lowly, gold meeting her own pine hues.