[ He scoffs again, but this time, his smile isn’t the polite one at all. It’s edged and razor sharp, because now he’s truly just taunting her. It’s the smile she must imagine each time they meet face to face, even when he’s playing at being a perfect gentleman. ]

I have already gotten a taste of the inside of your head and found it lacking. All of that lonely rage and misery, and for what? Your Meri still prefer to deal with me.

[ Even if it’s not true, he’ll take her blame. Silco is his priority to protect, especially when this was truly something he’d anticipated from the moment Silco had mentioned it. His smile is wide and vicious, enough to bare the fangs that mark him as what he truly is under his handsome mask. ]

Come, then, n’wah. [ She may not know the word, but she’ll certainly recognize the pronunciation and specific intonation as Voryn’s language. ] Show me what you consider even.