Here's my RSVP... maybe.

Azure · 09-22-2022, 02:37 PM

The brute's explanation was lost on Az, who was beyond being able to comprehend any wolf deciding that the best way to satiate anything was to travel across two continents onto a secluded island to beat up captive and broken down slaves in private. He was not a stranger to frowned-upon desires, but doubted that a trip to Chimera's island would even begin to subdue them. There was no satisfaction in killing a beast drug to you in chains and forced to offer you their throat, just like he could imagine none from this business model. "I see." He replied politely, deciding to not argue it further. The things Chimera did and offered in private mattered little to him, and he had no interest or curiosity to drive further questions.

Just as curt, the Fenmyre King offered his only reply. Not making excuses or denying what he had done to his sister once-upon-a-time, only considering himself past it. He 'cared for the downtrodden' in his own words, and Az assumed that Siren was bundled within that, too. While Mortis would likely be up in arms about his childhood friend still remaining beneath Chimera's thumb, Azure with this topic was equally as apathetic as the last. If she chose to be here, she chose to be here. He did not pity her for it.

A question was posed to him on further jabs but before Az could give a reply, Chimera was continuing. The Warlord's lips set into a thin line at the mention, teeth gritting momentarily. It felt monumentally wrong to allow the brute to even say his mate's name, after the way she'd once been driven to such fear by his antics. Though reacting in the way his first instinct drove him to would be childish and petty, and beneath an alpha. Leveling his gaze upon the man, Az gave his diplomatic reply. "She is recovering from a kidnapping. It is difficult to be 'well' after spending weeks as a captive, but she will pull through."

"Speech"

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