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It isn’t disease that’s contagious in my ward, Captain. It’s dissent.
She’d squawked when he’d thrown me unceremoniously down onto my bed and snarled, “Bad human,” at me.
Now there was a fox in the bag, too, and by the sounds of it, the furry little shit wasn’t happy about all of the bouncing.
“Unwillingly, yes. Under duress, yes.”
“We have a fucking Alchemist?” “She’s mine,” Fisher said.
But if the fates guide the stars in a different direction and our better angels claim him first, I won’t permit a single breath into my body beyond the last one Kingfisher takes. By my own hand, I’ll make sure the piece of soul he loaned to me finds its way back to him. And if the fates consider it just, and I’ve done enough to earn a place at his side, I’ll go quietly and happily with my brother into whatever lies beyond.”
“I don’t want bright and happy,” he whispered roughly. “I want real.”
“Don’t you dare die on my watch, Saeris Fane! Fisher will never forgive me if his sole reason for living is torn to pieces on her first fucking battlefield.”
He’d gone back to staring out the window, but he’d covered his mouth with one hand, his fingers digging into his cheek.
