everyone's a whore
'What do you think I mean by it? If you really are being realistic about things." Cian raised a brow slightly. She must have some idea, if she truly was as practical about all of this as she was claiming to be.
Drawing in a breath and turning his pale gaze out towards the garden, content to listen to the sound of the rain as he was to continue this conversation, the Eye considered. "I don't believe I said you'd stand against them. Not all wars are fought by soldiers. The best sorts of wars have no kill at all. All the fighting is done long before the battlefield comes into it." Cian said slowly, before glancing back at the bottle containing the whiskey.
"May I?" He asked, gesturing to his empty glass.
Drawing in a breath and turning his pale gaze out towards the garden, content to listen to the sound of the rain as he was to continue this conversation, the Eye considered. "I don't believe I said you'd stand against them. Not all wars are fought by soldiers. The best sorts of wars have no kill at all. All the fighting is done long before the battlefield comes into it." Cian said slowly, before glancing back at the bottle containing the whiskey.
"May I?" He asked, gesturing to his empty glass.
THE EYE
we just sell different parts of ourselves
