Look at them.
Just look at them.
Her hands. Her hands are vile! Treacherous snakes, they are! Twining, gently caressing his arms like there's no tomorrow!
And her eyes! Those damned mirrors are imprisoning his soul!
The sight makes me sick!
So what if she's a pretty dancer?
I can do that too!
Well…
So maybe not!
But I'm a thief! Stealing's what I'm good at! Oh why ever
did the gods give me an ability so unbecoming of a lady?
Mm?
They're at her house now.
You don't say…
HE CAN'T DO THAT!
NOT WITH HER!
Wait…
They're talking.
She's… crying?
Maybe he's coercing her. Maybe he wants her but she's hesitating.
What in Odin's name!?
His hands are on her shoulders!
And that bitch! She's actually going for it, burying her face in his chest and all.
That lousy good fer nothing priest! He's actually enjoying the moment!
I'll kill him if he tries anything behind my back!
Going out for a walk, he says! Hah! A walk to her bed maybe! That horny hode! I'ma swear I'll kill him!
Huh? He's whispering something to her…
I need to get close enough.
Closer.
Just a little bit.
Damn, I still can't hear.
There.
"… she's here."
RUWACH!
The priest smiled at me, "Hi Kate. Since you've been following us around all day. Would you mind helping me out in looking for my sister's lost desert wolf pup?"
Mm? Not that I think about it…
They do look alike.
Ughh
…
Kill me please. I wanna die.
