liars and lovers combine tonight, we're gonna make a scene
Neron can't really say anything to that - because she's absolutely right - and so he merely offers a gentle nod of agreement. Torchline spies, though? He smirks. "Absolutely not," he says with confidence. "It goes somewhat off the record, but I am a member of Sunjata's guild - the Devil's Advocates. It creates the closest thing to an alliance that we have with Torchline, which is another reason for our ex-general's excuse holding little water with me."
Neither a trusted councilman nor a friend, Neron is not reeling from Deimos's departure other than with quiet shock at his stupidity. "Be wary," he cautions nonetheless. "You didn't expect him to set fire to one of Sunjata's buildings, after all. There's no telling what is going through his head." Sighing, he looks up at her. "We have enough sparks in the air that promise was as it is," he remarks. "How are you, though?"
Neither a trusted councilman nor a friend, Neron is not reeling from Deimos's departure other than with quiet shock at his stupidity. "Be wary," he cautions nonetheless. "You didn't expect him to set fire to one of Sunjata's buildings, after all. There's no telling what is going through his head." Sighing, he looks up at her. "We have enough sparks in the air that promise was as it is," he remarks. "How are you, though?"
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