[ he's lucky she didn't try to check how much of his injury has healed already; otherwise, he might need another week's rest to mend and improve his wounds and his offended ego. she supposes that, at the very least, she's found a bit of entertainment in this dreary place, a form of respite from her task and duty as the abyss order's leader.

lumine sidesteps him and starts walking once more, clasping her hands behind her back. she doesn't quicken her footsteps, simply resumes pace from before he accosted her. ]

Try that shadow who stalks you. [ her poor herald ... ] See if he'll willingly humour your request.

[ a beat: ] Or did you specifically mean me?