"To make you do somethi—the fuck?" Edy halted, brows furrowed as she looked around for the man who was no longer (apparently) at her side.
"Why shouldn't I care?" The Launceleyn quipped back. To those who didn't know her, and even many who did, Edy just seemed like a flaming wrecking ball at almost all times. She actually was quite caring though. As it turns out when you're raised inside of a glorified prison and sharpened into a weapon, your ability to communicate emotions and feelings effectively becomes a bit skewed.
"Why shouldn't I care?" The Launceleyn quipped back. To those who didn't know her, and even many who did, Edy just seemed like a flaming wrecking ball at almost all times. She actually was quite caring though. As it turns out when you're raised inside of a glorified prison and sharpened into a weapon, your ability to communicate emotions and feelings effectively becomes a bit skewed.
you and me been catching on like a wildfire
