I remember this place

It had been a while since he'd met someone of his grumpy calibre and though Askan was as dead as could be, it made him feel sort of alive. Like a breath of life had been wooshed his way. His ears flitted to the sides as his eyes narrowed further, thin strips of sunlight amongst the darkness of the living world. The dots of his whiskers twitched as his muzzle crinkled, snaggletooth poking out from beneath his lip, this guy was a real piece of work huh?

It should have made him sad to see a living counterpart to himself, to know this guy would likely die the same way Askan had. Alone, and forgotten like he'd never set a foot upon Boreas to start with. But it didn't. If anything he felt old emotions surge up, old habits dying harder than he ever did.

"Oh you're one to fucking talk." Askan sneered. "Imagine being uglier than a dead guy."