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“As always, you’re late even in your own territory,” Wriothesley said without glancing back, his cheerful tone weirdly familiar, “Sir Iudex.”
“Let’s talk,” Neuvillette exclaimed.
The omega turned to him. Blinked once. Before dissolving into a bout of laughter.
“You’re still trying that trick?” Wriothesley spat out, amusement painting his complexion bright. “You couldn’t even answer when I asked you why we should.”
“It will make sense of things.” On why you killed. On why you chose to stay. “It will give me a chance to understand you.”
That seemed to catch the omega off guard. Something unreadable spiked his scent, turning the sweet edge slightly bitter. “Why?”
“Because everyone deserves a second chance—”
or; Neuvillette didn't lock the door when Wriothesley told him to. He found himself learning the extent of that one simple request as the rain found them, yet again, still smelling of blood and sugar.