“And, if I’m psychotic…and he’s clearly demented,” I point to Annex. “What does that make the three of you?” I glance towards Mallyn, then Ezra, and finally land on Creed. Ezra’s grin returns as he points toward Mallyn. “He’d be the berserker, and I’d be…” He taps his lips, a playful smile spreading on them as he gives a casual shrug, “The loveable romantic?”
