MORGAN
They won't stop our evolution.
Who do you think we are?
Who do you think we are?
Korbin's list of ingredients admittedly didn't mean much to Morgan when it came down to it as she wasn't familiar with the flavours of many of them, but she could appreciate it was hot and wet. "No honey, thanks." Perhaps it was partly some misguided pride, but she didn't like to weaken her food and drink.
She huffed out a breath of laughter and nodded, hoping that despite her suspicions the burn really had just been an honest mistake. Morgan went to take a sip of tea as Korbin continued to speak and his suggestion made her put the cup down slowly, raising an eyebrow. "...I am not running a club. Training is supposed to be a duty, not fun. I trained myself to be mentally strong by surviving alone in the mountains for three years with nothing but the clothes on my back to start with. That is the kind of dedication I expect from my guards."
She huffed out a breath of laughter and nodded, hoping that despite her suspicions the burn really had just been an honest mistake. Morgan went to take a sip of tea as Korbin continued to speak and his suggestion made her put the cup down slowly, raising an eyebrow. "...I am not running a club. Training is supposed to be a duty, not fun. I trained myself to be mentally strong by surviving alone in the mountains for three years with nothing but the clothes on my back to start with. That is the kind of dedication I expect from my guards."
Fight against your execution.
Who do you think we are?
Who do you think we are?
