The man and scaled beast watch him vanish around the corner of the hut. As soon as the boy's out of sight, they turn to face one another. Staring for a long time, they begin sizing each other up. 'What can this beast be thinking? Yes, the kid saved him, but does he expect us to believe his every word?' Tarith looks hard at the creature before speaking. “A Tremist huh? Happen to know the name of this demon?” Lassich stares back, the tip of his tail twitching. His voice grates out slowly, “Master does not grace his minions with such knowledge.” Tarith nods, sitting back on the dark grass surrounding his home. 'Yes, my home...But we can't stay here. The kid's not safe here. I can't send him off alone, or leave him here while I go take care of this monster hunting him.' |