Beatrix
Beatrix caught the change in his expression, and her lips pulled into a smirk. Definitely not a trick. "I didn't ask you who you were, stupid." She gave Whitebrim one last look, a glance over her shoulders to the Fangs, and she moved to his side, holding out a hand for him to take.
"You look good, have you seen yourself in a mirror yet?" She inquired, absently. Mother and Neron did make a lovely child. "What am I helping you with?" There wasn't a 'why should I help you' attached. No, Jace was it. The only family she had left. She'd help him, and he'd help her. That was what family did, no?
"You look good, have you seen yourself in a mirror yet?" She inquired, absently. Mother and Neron did make a lovely child. "What am I helping you with?" There wasn't a 'why should I help you' attached. No, Jace was it. The only family she had left. She'd help him, and he'd help her. That was what family did, no?
Let's see how long you'll last, puppet.
