Vitaliara let out a small breath through her nose, her tail flicking once before settling.
[Fine. I won't nag.]
Lucavion smirked. 'You say that, but I can already hear the next lecture forming in your head.'
[Hah.] She perched more comfortably on his shoulder, stretching her claws lightly against the fabric of his coat. [If I thought you were running in blind, I would lecture you.] Her emerald eyes glinted. [But you're not stupid—just reckless.]
Lucavion chuckled under his breath. 'Reckless? Me? That's harsh.'
[Oh, shut up. You know exactly what I mean.]
Vitaliara had learned something about him over time—he wasn't the type to rush into something without calculating the risks. He played at being reckless, at throwing himself into danger with that damnable smirk, but beneath that?
Everything was measured.
