show me how it ends, it's alright
Neron more than agrees with the price, though morning sounds less fun given their race. Still, he dips his head in a polite nod. "Of course - we'll return with the payment come morning," he says, stepping back out of the shop with Kiada and rolling his shoulders. "That was easier than I expected," he admits. "I guess Halo really must be neutral. Look at the citizens, treating us like regular people." He grins.
Agreeing to meet Kiada back at the glazier come dawn, Neron leaves her to it and heads back to the Kraai to get the aforementioned bottle of his finest. And as the sky moves from pink to pale blue, he's waiting outside for her once again, the bottle tucked under his arm, the hood of his cloak drawn up around his face.
Agreeing to meet Kiada back at the glazier come dawn, Neron leaves her to it and heads back to the Kraai to get the aforementioned bottle of his finest. And as the sky moves from pink to pale blue, he's waiting outside for her once again, the bottle tucked under his arm, the hood of his cloak drawn up around his face.
Neron
