Isn't it customary to visit friends and family every so often? Or had you really thought you had gotten rid of me for good?
[His voice was a strange purr now that the weight of the Void wasn't buzzing behind it, through it. Politely, the Outsider closed the window that he had just crawled through, watching the way that Daud's jaw clenched, how he forced himself to relax. While the Outsider couldn't claim that he still had any of his insights left, couldn't see into the hearts and minds of anyone he so choose anymore, his thousands of years watching humanity hadn't faded from his memory. His observations of Daud in particular, hadn't deserted him either.
Could he push the retired assassin far enough to murder him when he once spared him? Or was the change that the Outsider had seen in Daud since the death of the Empress Jessamine Kaldwin, as traumatizing as the break of a bone, enough to keep his bloodlust at bay? The Outsider was curious to find out.
He crossed the room in a few short strides, stopping only when he was two steps away from Daud, mouth curling up slightly into a smile. It could have been fond or spiteful, it was hard to tell.]
Even without my Mark, we are bound together, you and I. Who else can say they know my true name?
[It was likely he could have gone on longer, and had before, but his stomach grumbled again, loudly.]
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[His voice was a strange purr now that the weight of the Void wasn't buzzing behind it, through it. Politely, the Outsider closed the window that he had just crawled through, watching the way that Daud's jaw clenched, how he forced himself to relax. While the Outsider couldn't claim that he still had any of his insights left, couldn't see into the hearts and minds of anyone he so choose anymore, his thousands of years watching humanity hadn't faded from his memory. His observations of Daud in particular, hadn't deserted him either.
Could he push the retired assassin far enough to murder him when he once spared him? Or was the change that the Outsider had seen in Daud since the death of the Empress Jessamine Kaldwin, as traumatizing as the break of a bone, enough to keep his bloodlust at bay? The Outsider was curious to find out.
He crossed the room in a few short strides, stopping only when he was two steps away from Daud, mouth curling up slightly into a smile. It could have been fond or spiteful, it was hard to tell.]
Even without my Mark, we are bound together, you and I. Who else can say they know my true name?
[It was likely he could have gone on longer, and had before, but his stomach grumbled again, loudly.]