“Sgaeyl!” I reach out through the one pathway I avoid at almost every cost. “They’re going to cancel next week’s leave if he doesn’t relent.” “How hurt are you?” Grady asks, concern on his face. “Dislocated my shoulder last week,” I answer. “I chose him for his inability to relent,” Sgaeyl reminds me. “Not helpful at the moment. Do I need to remind you of what he’s carrying?” “Fine. But only so this conversation ends.”
Lmao i missed sassy sgaeyl <3
