VIRION
i find the pretty things & i put them through hell
When she went back to reading, he groaned, albeit a bit primally. What did he have to lose by telling her the name of it? He had nothing to lose so finally he spoke the name of the forsaken country he had come from. The mention of it brought flashbacks to him. The blood staining his fingers, the dead body, the god's echoing words in his head...
No...
He could not think about that. That would only make the beast come out. Virion did not want that. Not now at least. He still needed to try to fit in, gain trust. Once he did that, then he could do as he wanted. Besides, she did not need to know the real name.
Instead, he braced himself and tensed slightly. "I'm from Haloren...You know the name now." It was a statement, his voice just as flat as hers.
No...
He could not think about that. That would only make the beast come out. Virion did not want that. Not now at least. He still needed to try to fit in, gain trust. Once he did that, then he could do as he wanted. Besides, she did not need to know the real name.
Instead, he braced himself and tensed slightly. "I'm from Haloren...You know the name now." It was a statement, his voice just as flat as hers.
