I prepare for combat, the Grimm makes their appearance, I get rid of them and the locals thank me. I get along with almost everyone at Haven. I go to parties, meet people and have fun doing dumb shit together. Then make friends, lovers, acquaintances, rivals, have hookups, steal shit then sell it, get in fights, etc. That is how it's been these past 2 years. I am happy with how I choose to live. I like to think like that. I feel no need to lie to myself, ever since I remember that's how I was.
I do what I want.
When I want.
How I want.
I would rather die than lose my dignity.
Yet…
"Durham has yet to be found, please understand"!
"and"?!
I feel that…
"If needed I can help by-"
"There's no need, thank you Lionheart"
I lost it long ago.
