Kylen took the offered hand and used it to pull himself to his feet with a wince as the burned areas of his skin were rubbed by his rough shirt. “He’s a ‘alf demon; of course the burns look bad. I’m ‘onestly surprised that he stopped before he burned my arms off.” He replied with another wince.
“Although I’m surprised that he’s here at all, a long time ago a friend of mine swore that she killed him when he tried to convince her to run away with him.” He paused “It would seem that she lied to me and everyone else about that.” He added.
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Winter shrugged “I’ve been passed around so often by the rebellion that I never allow myself to become attached to a location” he said lightly. His hand touched the straps of his bag that hung over his shoulder “I spent some time on the edges of desert while it was being attacked so I learned to keep my bags packed at all times, I guess you don’t need to since you possess so little” he added.















