"Thank you." He leaned down to lightly butt his head against Krem's. It was a dark thought, but it made him feel better to know that the two people he trusted most here would be the ones to put him down if it came to it. For their sake, he hoped not. He knew what it was like to kill people he'd cared for. "Feint on the left, go low. I won't see you."
He knew that Krem knew that, even if he never acknowledged it out loud. He'd seen first hand the injuries Bull had taken to that side since losing the eye: his leg, two missing fingertips, a dozen other scars.
"Tal-Va-fucking-shoth." He huffed and shook his head. "Gatt would shit himself."
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2017-01-07 06:39 pm (UTC)He knew that Krem knew that, even if he never acknowledged it out loud. He'd seen first hand the injuries Bull had taken to that side since losing the eye: his leg, two missing fingertips, a dozen other scars.
"Tal-Va-fucking-shoth." He huffed and shook his head. "Gatt would shit himself."