Hello, this is a fanfiction I'm making for my favorite fan pairing LeEvienne. I hope you all enjoy reading it. Click a fave if you liked it, and if you didn't, sorry to waste your time. Oh and if you guys see funny words, well that's my attempt at Evienne's scouse accent. Now without further ado, let the story begin. If you all really love this, and want a continuation, I'd be more then happy to do so.
The leech and the lady of the lake
Evienne found herself in a dark forest, without any memory or recollection of journeying outside of Brightlodge. This was bad, for the land of Albion was a different place at night, especially in the forest regions. Unknown predators always stalked prey when the light no longer showed itself in these forests, which gave Evienne an undeniable feeling of dread and fear. To make things worse, her sword Brobdingnagian was nowhere on her person, and nowhere in sight. As fear and helplessness began to consume Evienne, something scurried across her view. She couldn't make it out, it had been too dark to see what it was, and she couldn't ponder on what it had been. Other figures had begun to move around her, as if the very forest itself was closing in on her. "This is it." she thought as despair began to overtake her. She was going to die out there, and no one was going to find her. The men who had shunned her for taking the sword were right, she had been foolish to leave Muddypuddle. She was regretting ever becoming a hero, something she thought she'd never do. She had been told stories, and even had dreams of becoming one, she had always thought them untouchable and victorious in all endeavors. Yet without her weapon, she was just a girl, she wasn't strong like Inga, or as gifted in magic like Winter. No...she was just able to wield brob...she wasn't anything special compared to the others. Evienne felt like crying, but she wouldn't let her last moments end with a display of weakness. No, if she was going down, she would so defiantly, and without a trace of fear that would give her murderer the satisfaction. She stood tall, and readied herself for her fate. The noise only grew louder, as to try and intimidate her again, but she wouldn't have it. Finally, one of the creatures grew bored with playing on Evienne's fear, and had decided to make a frontal charge towards her. At first, Evienne couldn't make out what it had been, but as the creature got closer, Evienne soon again felt as if she was going to cry. The creature that had been stalking her had been a child, and it rushed at her with the intent to end her life. As soon as it was close enough, the child lunged at Evienne, and as it leaped it turned into a hobbe.
In the waking world
Evienne woke with a start, breathing hard and trying to rub the sweat off her face. When she noticed her surroundings, she realized she had been in her temporary home in Wendell glass hall. She then sighed in frustration as she sat herself up. It had happened again, she had another nightmare, the same one that had been plaguing her for five days now. The nightmares had started after she and her teammates had completed a quest for a village. This village had a hobbe infestation, and the little buggers were swarming the place, burning down houses, killing innocent men and women, taking...taking the children. Evienne scowled at the memory of what those hobbes had done to the children. If she and the others were only quick enough, then...those children...they'd be safely back in the loving arms of their families. After their failure, they had to tell the parents...what had to be done. Some of them broke down and started crying, others looked at the heroes with contempt, and some even outright cursed their names. There were only a few who were thankful, but the majority of the village hated their guts.
After that, Flash and Inga weren't the same. Inga had become colder, and even more efficient, so much so that she even scared the others sometimes. Flash...he didn't want to be a hero anymore. He just wanted to pack up, and head back to the circus. He would have to, if Flair hadn't spoken to him. The woman always had a way with words with him, in fact if not for her, Flash wouldn't be here to begin with. The two were coping, Inga did so by trying to be a better hero, and Flash had Flair to ease the troubles he felt. Meanwhile Leech, the fourth member of their group had absolutely no signs of guilt, regret, or even rage...jammy bastard. In fact, it was he who told the families of what had happened to their children. No one else had the heart or the stomach to say anything. Leech could...and had done so sincerely and apologetically, even when the villagers spat in his face.
Evienne couldn't believe she had even been against taking Leech with them. She had thought the man some kind of nutter, or some sneaky, conniving, backstabbing, little coward. "I had good reasons to think that." she tried to reassure herself. Leech...wasn't really a giddy socialite, he was to say a strange man, with some strange obsessions. She had heard from some villagers that he would take the bodies of those he killed on quests, and bring them back here to dissect them for his own sick pleasure. That couldn't be true though...could it? No, the man was far too squeamish and soft to do such a thing. Evienne had seen the way he handled himself in dangerous situations. He'd throw one of his poisonous jar viles, use that strange magic to his to hurt foes, heal teammates when he's got enough "Mana" he calls it, and warps his very flesh through foes to evade them. This is how it would be, the guy was simply not a hardened warrior like the others were. If it weren't for those powers of his, she doubted he would even heed the call for heroes. Yet the man was stronger then her somehow. He wasn't phased by bloodshed like she was, much to her surprise and envy. She'd give anything to know how it was he could handle the danger, despite some of his inabilities in combat. That way, she wouldn't have to feel like this, heroes were supposed to be hard people. She wouldn't make herself a proper legend if she couldn't handle the stresses of being in one.
With all this in mind, Evienne laid herself back down, and tried to go back to sleep. She spent what felt like an eternity rolling around on the bed, trying to get some sleep, but to no avail. "Oh bugger all." Evienne said, finally getting out of bed. It was clear she wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon, so she might as well get up and do something to remedy that. Maybe she could drink herself drunk like Tipple at the bar, or join Rook in a stakeout. No matter what time it was around here, there'd always be a few heroes running about the city. Evienne never got that, it was as if these people ran on magic, or were avatars controlled by some kind of divine powers no one knew about. Either way, it didn't really concern Evienne at the moment. As soon as she dressed herself, she made her way out of her room, and into the hallways of Wendell Glass.
As Evienne neared the exit of the castle, she saw something make it's way to the castles crypt. Getting a closer look, she realized it had been Leech. No one else wore a ridiculous mask like the one he did. She wondered if he ever took it off. "What's he doing up so late?" she thought to herself. Usually Leech kept to himself, and chose to stay out of sight. When he would show himself, he would either be reading some big book or chasing chickens for fun. She would know, when it came to heroes, rumors around Brightlodge would spread like wild fire. Some people even stalked their favorite heroes, and though Leech didn't have a huge fan base, he was still a hero, so of course people would keep tabs on him too. Still, no one had said he'd ever go into the castles dungeons. "What could be so important that he'd go into some creepy old rotting rooms?" Evienne wondered to herself. Well, she wanted to know, and she had nothing better to do, so she followed him. She thought of bringing Brob with her, but decided against it. Leech was an oddball, but he didn't come across to her as a guy who'd hurt his friends...if he considered her a friend. Evienne wasn't exactly polite after introductions with the guy. At the time she thought he was some kind nutter, and made this known to the others. Evienne took another moment to consider bringing Brob, and then told herself, "Oh wha' am I worried about? It's noh' like 'e could do any real 'arm." Besides, she didn't have much choice. If she went back to get Brob now, she would lose track of him. Evienne had been down there once with Sterling, Flair, and Glory. It was to kill a few redcaps who thought they were being clever, digging their way into the castle. It was easy to get lost down there, which was what made the quest of clearing them all out so difficult. So without further delay, Evienne rushed after Leech, who had made it half way down the spiral stairs.
In Wendell Glass dungeons
She then followed him through corridor after corridor, making sure to keep him in sight, but also being sure to stay out of his. She was certain Leech would turn back if he knew someone was following him, and then she'd never find out what he was up to. It was best to lay low before revealing herself, or else she'd never catch him in the act. "Wha's so important ya 'ave ta hide it?" she asked herself. She just hoped she wouldn't regret the answer.
Finally Leech came to a stop at two double doors, and pulled keys from his pocket. This was it, this was her chance. She quickly dashed for her next cover, but the slapping of her bare feet was enough to stop Leech before he could turn the key completely. He froze there, motionless for a whole moment, until he finally turned, and asked, "I know you're there. No need to be afraid, I won't bite, so just come out." Evienne didn't budge, she figured he'd just dismiss her as nothing, yet he wasn't turning back to the door. "Look, I'm not opening this door. You may as well show 'yerself. If you don't show yourself, I'll just make my way to your hiding spot." Evienne just cursed under her breath, and pulled out a smile as she awkwardly waved to Leech."
"Oi Leech." she said defeated. Leech smiled beneath his mask, and waved back saying, "Evienne, nice to see you this fine night. What are you doin' up so late?" Evienne just cocked an eye brow at him. How could he say "this fine night" when they're in one of the lowest levels of the castle. From the amount of time Evienne had been following him, she wouldn't be surprised if it was already six o clock in the morning. Not only that, but what was HE doing up so late? This settled it, the guy was definitely trying to hide something under that cheery demeanor...that or he was just that awkward.
Evienne thought about what she could say, but decided just to play along with him. She answered, "I couldn' sleep, and 'ad nothin bettah' ta' do. I wanted ta' know wha' you were up ta'." "Oh...is that tal'?" Leech asked, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world. Evienne didn't see how any of this was funny, but she decided to chuckle along with him, so he wouldn't get suspicious. Evienne then asked, "Soooooo...wha' are yew' doin'? I mean yew' woke up at almost the same time I 'ad. Any reason for tha'?" Leech nodded, and said, "I work at these times. I only give myself a few hours of sleep until I return ta' my studies." "Well...wha' are ya' studyin' so late at night? Is it tha' important?" Leech nodded, and answered, "Yes, very important, which is why I need full concentration. So if I've answered all your questions, I'd like to work in peace. If you want, I could guide you out of here. Wha' do ya' say?" Evienne wouldn't be easily deterred, and told Leech, "Yew' still haven' told me wha' yew're' studyin'."
Leech's eyes just widened, as he said, "Oh right, um..." Evienne waited for his reply, he was definitely hiding something. He couldn't deny it, but what could it have been to make him so nervous? When Leech finally answered, he asked, "Do you remember that quest we took five days ago?" This time Evienne's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it. "So he has been thinkin abou' tha' quest." She then gave her full attention as Leech explained himself. "Ya' see," Leech began, "I've been trying to find a way to undo the corruption the hobbes had done to those poor children. I want to see if I can find a cure, and behind these doors are the things I use to study the effects the hobbes had on those children."
Evienne didn't know what to say, she had thought he was immune to the heartache that quest gave her and the others. Turns out he's been looking for a way to undo the damage those hobbes had done to the children. That way, no other families would know that kind of suffering. Still, he could have said something, didn't he know he wasn't the only one stuck on that quest? Evienne decided to ask him exactly that. She said, "Ya know...yew aren't the only one who hasn' got any sleep cause of tha' quest." Leech just looked at her sympathetically. "I haven' gotten over any of it. Wha' those damned hobbes did ta' those poor...wha' we all 'ad ta' do, it wasn' right."
"I know," he told her, "I know...have I answered all your questions? Or do you have more?" Evienne just shook her head, she didn't have any more questions on the matter...except one. She then looked up, and asked, "Wait...do ya' need any help with yew're work?" Leech just chuckled, and said, "Oh no, this is not something someone like you could help me with. Just leave it to me." Evienne looks at him offended, and tells him, "Noh' somethin' I could help wit'? I offer ya' help, and yew' turn me down." Leech doesn't respond, he hadn't thought she would take offense to this simple fact. "Yew're readin a few books, and playin wit' some potions, anybody can do tha'." "Actually, no-" "I don' even need to do any of tha'. I could even jus' get yew some potions." Evienne wouldn't let Leech explain himself, she couldn't believe he had thought she was incompetent. "Someone like you." he says, what did he think she was, some dumb bimbo that swings a giant sword like some brute. Leech just put his hands up in defense, and said, "Look I don't mean to say you're dumb in any way. I'm just saying this is something you wouldn't like or be interested in. You're just not the type of person to do what I do." "How would yew know?" Evienne questioned, not taking any of Leech's excuses. "Believe me, you wouldn't." Leech tried to calm her. Evienne didn't like being told that she wasn't capable of doing anything else. Right now, Leech sounded like the men who told her that she wasn't capable of being a hero. She could help him, right the wrongs that happened at that village, and he turns around and says she's not capable of helping him.
Evienne wouldn't have it, she wouldn't take that from a guy that couldn't even hold it on his own in a fight. She glared at him, and said, "Wha' yew do isn' tha' complicated. Open the door, and I'll show yew." Evienne may not have been the woman her mother wanted, but she still kept the lessons she had taught her. She knows how to cook for herself, she knows how to make medicine. She and her mother did this for the warriors who came to claim Brob. She may not have been educated to be a doctor, but she certainly knew how to make a potion. Though it had been for other purposes, she's glad her mother taught her everything she knew. It certainly helped in her life as a hero to know all that she knew.
Evienne pushed her way past Leech, unlocked the double doors, and barged her way in. Wasn't for someone like her, as if she hadn't known how...Evienne stood where she stood, wide eyed and filled with terrible dread. She saw many different creatures, and among them were hobbes. Not just any hobbes, but the same hobbes from the village, the same ones she and the others put down. Some of these hobbes were the very children they were sent to save. There they all were, cut up, ripped apart, butchered, so much red. "I told you this isn't for you. This isn't for a lot of people actually. Now you see why." Evienne just looked at Leech with disgust...the rumors...they were right.
"Do the others know?" Evienne asked shakily. Leech answered, "No, not everyone knows about what I do down here. Shroud knows, but that's only when I need someone to thoroughly examine the blood splatter. The man is an absolute genius when it comes to telling how it is creatures and people met their ends. I tell you, it's bloody hard to learn what kills a person when they're not done in from age, disease, or poisons. Those are my areas of expertise after all. I bring him down here so he can tell me whether someone was murdered or not."
Evienne hadn't listened to anything Leech just said. She was disturbed of the fact, that the man was nonchalant about all this. Leech noticed this in her face, she wasn't even listening anymore. "Listen," he tried to get her attention, "I would rather you not tell Inga or Flash about any of this. If you did, they'd be as upset as you are right now." Leech waited a moment, still no response from the poor girl. He then thought that he should shake her out of her shock, but wasn't sure it was such a good idea. Seeing no other option, he had done so anyway, and the result was just as bad as he imagined.
Evienne shrieked at the top of her lungs, she was lost in that moment. All she could think was that Leech was a sick sadistic monster, who'd probably cut her open to, if she were unfortunate enough to die in his presence. In fact, what was to keep him from cutting her open right now. She panicked, and tried to run out of the room. In an attempt to try and calm her, Leech caught her before she could run out of the room, and the two were caught in a struggle. Leech was trying to calm her down, but she wouldn't listen. She tried punching him, and it worked for a moment, but he just recovered and wrapped himself around her even tighter. She tried kicking him in his "prized jewels", but didn't have enough space to hit where she wanted. Eventually the two started thrashing around the room, causing dead parts to fall on the floor, as well as buckets of blood. Evienne could feel it all, and terrified her to no end. With one final push, Evienne swung Leech around, causing Leech to skid across the blood soaked floor, and into a wall. Evienne then tried to make her escape, only to slip on the blood, and fall back on her head.
When Evienne awoke from her knock to the head, something felt off. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was met with blurry vision. Not only that, but her ears were ringing, the only sensation she could feel at the moment was someone touching her face. Frightened, she tried to focus on who it had been, and came face to face with Leech...or his mask. "Hello, can you hear me?" he asked trying to get her attention, "How many fingers am I holding up?" Leech put up three fingers, while Evienne recovered enough from her daze to remember that she was trying to get away from him. She tried to move, only to realize that she and her body felt limp.
"Evienne," Leech said bringing her attention back to him, "I've healed up that nasty blow to the head, and now I'm going to finish the job. As soon as I do, I need you to hear me out. Is that okay?" Evienne hesitated for a moment, but thought better of it. If Leech was going to do anything to her, he would have just done it when she wasn't conscience. She nodded, and Leech put his powers to work. He moved his hands to the back of her head, and worked his way to her frontal lobe. Then what ever troubled thoughts that were in Evienne's head at the moment, suddenly disappeared as a new sensation filled her being. Leech's healing touch felt amazingly good, so much so that she was sure she'd lean into him if she wasn't conscience.
Once he was done, Evienne could see clearly again, and immediately regretted it. Leech seeing disgust immediately take form on her face, quickly blocked her view, and said, "Please let me explain." Evienne stared at him, and covered herself...with his cape. She then realized she was no longer in her own clothes, and that she was now naked. Before she reacted, Leech quickly replied, "Your clothes were soaked in blood, I didn't want you to wake up covered in it." Evienne just wanted to disappear in that moment. Not only was she embarrassed to be naked, but now she also felt vulnerable. He could have done a number of things to her while she slept, and it scared her to think he could take her right now. She was now regretting every second of this. For letting her curiosity get the better of her, for not bringing Brob with her, and for being completely at Leech's mercy.
As Leech looked down at Evienne, he couldn't help but feel terrible. The girl must be horrified, not just of him, but of what the situation seemed like. To reassure her, Leech kneeled down to her level, and said, "I promise you, nothing happened. I did not touch you in any way that may cause you alarm. I simply had your dress removed so I could wash it. See, it's even there in that wash bucket." Leech pointed to the bucket, which waters were colored crimson. "After I removed your dress, I immediately covered you in my cloak. I swear." Leech finished, putting his hand up for emphasis.
A moment of silence passed between the two after that. Neither said anything, and neither did anything. Eventually, Leech got tired of kneeling, and decided to stand up. As soon as he was up, Evienne finally asked, "Wha are yew' doin with all those bodies?" Leech looked back at the young woman with amazement. A moment ago, it looked as if she was going to cry. Now she's gone back to her old self, as if nothing had happened. Leech then shook off the surprise, and answered, "I'm doing as I said I am. I'm looking to see if there's indeed a way to reverse what had happened to the children." "It looks ta' me like ya' just doin wha' yew want with'em." Evienne said, sounding unconvinced. "Believe me, I'm really doing this for the greater good."
"By butcherin the bodies of these poor children? Don' ya' think they've suffered enough indignity?" Evienne thought the worst had been done to these unfortunate souls, but Leech had proven her wrong. Not only did they fail to save them, but now their bodies were being mutilated. Leech countered saying, "These aren't children Evienne...not anymore. Their innocence was twisted by dark magic, who they once were, is no longer present in what they've become." "So tha' makes it right?" Leech just shook his head. "You don't understand. What happens to our bodies once we're gone doesn't matter. This applies especially to those who have lost who they had once been, before dark magic twisted their very beings. From them, we can learn how to prevent such tragedies. This way, people will no longer fear losing themselves, and the people they love."
"This still isn't right." Evienne persisted. Leech was silent for a moment, and then kneeled back down to her level to look her in the eyes. As he stared into them, they stared back defiant, unwilling to accept what it was he was trying to do. She was just like everyone else back at Whitehollow. Everything about his work, everything he did was wrong and immoral, but the moment someone needs his help, it's fine.
Leech then asked Evienne a question he knew would prove his point. He asked, "Evienne, is living the life of a hero what you thought it'd be?" Evienne's stare faltered as she thought of the answer to that question. When she had first started, it had been so easy. Seven months ago, all she and the others had to worry about were red caps, pucks, and ogres. Then over time...it seemed the world kept getting darker and darker. Beasts more twisted then any they'd face started to emerge, and it seemed as if the villains were becoming more bold and precise with each battle. No, this was not at all the life she had imagined for herself when she left her village to become a hero. When she started, all she cared about was her own legacy, to show those who doubted her in Muddypuddle that she was worthy of wielding the Brobdingnagian. She still cares about becoming a legend and proving everyone wrong, but...it just didn't seem as important as it used to.
Evienne looked at Leech, and answered, "No...it's not. When I left ta' become a 'ero, I dreamed of always winnin battles, of people respectin' me and kneelin' at ma' feet, and have them all realize they'd been wrong ta' doubt me...but..." "The true weight of being a hero caught up with ya. Did it not?" Leech finished for her. Evienne could only nod, what Leech had said was true.
"I wanted the same thing." Leech admitted, making Evienne cock an eyebrow. "Oh I'm sorry, bu' were yew trained, and expected to watch over a sword in a freezing lake until some twat, who really took his damn time, finally came an claimed a sword yew could wield jus' as easily, and then get shunned by a bunch of old men, who say, "You are not worthy of wieldin' the sword?" Evienne asked, trying to prove she had it harder, and that they were nothing alike. "No." Leech answered, "But I was shunned by the people of my village, and just because I conducted experiments like the ones you see now."
Evienne just shook her head, and said, "Well...I think they 'ad a point. No one does wha' yew do...naw' a sane person. " This time, Leech glared back at her. He then said, "Well isn't it wrong to cut people up with a very big sword? Isn't it wrong to tell a person how to live their life? Isn't it wrong to expect them to be something they don't want to be? Wouldn't someone like you understand this sort of thing?" Evienne didn't answer the rhetorical questions, she knew the point he was getting at, and casted a downward look. Leech then continued on, and said, "I knew what I wanted to be when I was just a boy. I knew I had a love for the natural world, and I knew I wanted to explore it all in detail. Excuse me if I try something new and scary to others, who wouldn't understand, but there are some things you can't learn from just reading a book, or listening to some wise old man."
Evienne nodded in understanding to all those statements. It seemed that they could actually agree on quite a few things now. "They respect you now, don't they?" Leech asked, furthering his point. Evienne nodded, and said, "They won' admit it, bu' they're amazed at how powerful I've become. Everyone else is all the same. The same happened ta' yew, did it not?" "No, it didn't." Leech stated, making Evienne look at him in disbelief.
"Wha', why not?" She asked, sitting up from her spot. "Because they don't know I'm Leech." he answered. That answer just confused her. How do they not know who this man is? Someone who wears the kind of mask Leech does, is usually pretty memorable. "Before you ask," Leech said getting back her attention, "It's because I'm not in my Leech costume. I haven't told anyone in Whitehollow that I'm a hero."
"Well why haven' ya' done tha'?" Evienne asked, trying not to sound too dumbfounded. Leech answered, "Because I want them all to respect me for who I am, not because I BECAME a hero." Well wha's wrong with that? Ashamed of your own heritage? Come from a long line of villains that could use the power you 'ave?" Evienne asked, trying to understand why it was he didn't want others to know who he really was.
"It's done, you can leave now." Leech told her. Evienne cocked her head to the side in disbelief, he was trying to avoid the question. "Oh no," she told him, "Yew can' jus' leave me 'angin like tha'. Yew were the one sayin' you wanted others ta' respect and appreciate ya. Yew can' just end the conversation here." Leech looked at her funny, and pointed toward the wash bucket. He then went to the bucket, and pulled her dress from the water. The dress was soaked, but it was also spotless, not a drop of blood on it.
Leech handed Evienne her dress, and said, "I'm not refusing to answer you, I'm just saying you can leave now if you want. I only ask, that you not tell the others what it is I do down here." Evienne takes her dress, and put's it on, while Leech turns to give her privacy. Evienne just chuckles at him, and says, "Oh don' worry, it's not like it's the first time ya'd see me naked." "I didn't." Leech quickly replied. This just made Evienne laugh, as she said, "Oh wha', yew waitin for that special someone? Don' want ta' spoil ya' virgin eyes? Wha' 'appened, yew didn' mind a moment ago?" "You can leave now." Leech said trying to hide his eyes. Oh no, she wasn't leaving now, not when she had her chance to get back at him.
Evienne wrapped her arms around Leech, causing him to twitch. Leech wasn't used to being touched, so the new contact he was feeling racked his brain with new terrifying emotions. One of which caused a tent to grow around his pants. "Uuuuuuuuummmm, you do know we're still in my lab right?" "Mmmmhmmm" she joked. Evienne couldn't believe how quick she was undoing Leech's tough act. It was actually...cute.
Another moment of discomfort passed, until Leech spouted, "ALLLLLLLRIGHT, let's head up stairs shall we." Evienne just giggled, but then remembered her questions. "Wait, you didn' answer my last question." she told him as she pouted her bottom lip. Leech knew better, he wouldn't be played with like this, whether Evienne was still his friend or not. He just turned from her, waited outside for her to fully dress herself, and guided her out of the crypt.
On the surface of Brightlodge
When they reached the outside of Wendell Glass hall, Evienne felt...unbelievably good about something. It felt as if all the troubles of the world didn't feel as heavy as they used to. It was as if Leech had taken away some of the anxiety and fear she felt when waking up the next day to take a quest. She looked to Brightlodge, and then back to Leech with a new confidence filling her very being. "Maybe I could use this?" she thought, but then remembered that she still wanted answers from the last question she asked. "Oi Leech." she said, grabbing his attention. "I'm still waitin' for ya' to finish wha' yew were saying earlier." Leech yawned, he wasn't usually this tired, a few hours was usually enough for him. It must have been Evienne, the woman had emotionally drained him...which is quite ironic, considering that he's the one with the power to do so. "Interesting" He thought.
Leech then told her, "Maybe some other time. I'm going back to bed, and for what it's worth...I'm sorry for last night." Evienne just smiles and says, "Oh don' worry, I've already thought of 'ow yew're going to repay me for last night. Besides...it wasn' that bad...just talking to one anotha'. You're a lo' smarter then you look. We should definitely do it again some time, bu' maybe somewhere I wouldn' want ta' vomit." Leech yet again, looked at Evienne in amazement. Even after all that happened, she still considered him someone she could trust...he hoped a friend.
As Evienne turned to leave, Leech called out to her. When she turned to hear him out, Leech told her, "I just wanna say...I think you're amazing, and not just cause your a hero, but because you're you. I hope you consider me a friend, cause I consider you mine...heheh." Leech then turned back into Wendell Glass Hall, and hoped he hadn't made anything awkward between them. Evienne couldn't help but smile at him for that. Despite the circumstances of how they got to know one another, it made her feel better knowing she wasn't the only hero still trying to figure it all out. It made her feel a little less alone in her legend.