what a mess we made
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Corona determined two things from what she saw and said. He clearly thought he was the dominant creature of the pair and was spying on them. She was willing to let him get away with the first, not out of submission because she would have never deferred to him (a point made by her sharp gaze), but neutrality. The jury was out on the spying, though she had already made a point to let Gabriel know of their retained curiosity of what Inferni did. The question that he did ask however, sparked her own curiosity. “Of course we do,” she stated, “we always do. We wait for things without even knowing it.”



Science dictated that their bodies waited for every new breath. Their heart waited for every electrical impulse to make it twist and turn to send their blood coursing the miles upon miles of veins. They were born waiting for the end, come what may. “What do you think you'll accomplish watching our clan? Other than the memory jolt, I mean.” Maybe that was how he got his rocks off. Thinking about the past and any blood he could have or did spill. Or maybe he was just curious about how the whole thing had gone down and why it seemed they had all gone away licking their wounds. But no one had rubbed any salt in them recently, had they?
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