“Hells Ave, I’m terrified of what you could do.†The smug expression cracked through on his face. “If you’re so interested in getting that close to a Garlean, I’d be happy to remove my glamour.†To him, her threats didn’t really mean much anymore. Done only to be a bother to him, he would simply have to put up with it.
When the door burst open to only reveal Gerelt standing in it with such a look on his face, Franz dropped everything else, gawking a little. “Ave, the rest of whatever type of conversation we were having can wait. That oaf seems to have just broken your door.â€
The gaudy colors of whatever it was Gerelt was holding onto singed the back of his eyes. “And it looks as if he’s attacked a rainbow as well. The hells are you doing here, Gerelt?†Some of the color seemed to drain from Franz’s face. Standing in the door was probably the reason why his retainer never showed up with a change of clothes. He could not acknowledge whatever it was Gerelt had brought. To allow the colors to exist as clothing would have mean acknowledging they existed, which he refused to do.
Under his breath, he spoke just barely audibly to Ave. “I’ll let you handle him."
When the door burst open to only reveal Gerelt standing in it with such a look on his face, Franz dropped everything else, gawking a little. “Ave, the rest of whatever type of conversation we were having can wait. That oaf seems to have just broken your door.â€
The gaudy colors of whatever it was Gerelt was holding onto singed the back of his eyes. “And it looks as if he’s attacked a rainbow as well. The hells are you doing here, Gerelt?†Some of the color seemed to drain from Franz’s face. Standing in the door was probably the reason why his retainer never showed up with a change of clothes. He could not acknowledge whatever it was Gerelt had brought. To allow the colors to exist as clothing would have mean acknowledging they existed, which he refused to do.
Under his breath, he spoke just barely audibly to Ave. “I’ll let you handle him."
