_{“well, i don’t know how well i would be able to maim someone if i was drunk, but sounds like a plan to me. try not to stress out too much about this meeting.” she smirked, hoping that the maiming thing either wouldn’t happen or he would let her go bag some bad guy from somewhere to lock away for him.}

        ^{“have i ever stressed out about anything?” he had – several times before. he couldn’t even face his father – nor his grandfather anymore. doing so just made him feel like the child he was. always reaching for more and now? well, he was doing his best to hide his emotions by ignoring them completely. “it will be fine. i promise.”}