Master Returns

ZARIAH I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation Zariah smirked, arms crossing as she watched the alchemist’s hands clenched. Fear, anger, anxiety – she was certain he felt a wonderful mixture of emotions at her return. She had him under her thumb at one point after all. ”Aw, no exclamation of surprise? No fanfare or hip hooray? I must say, I am hurt and disappointed, Remi. You and I accomplished great things together.” she cooed, the hint of a sadistic chuckle in the undertone of her voice. As he glanced back, even just barely, she did notice his eyes had changed. ”Ooh, you can see again, it would seem. How lucky you are.” she said.