The little siren was laid to rest, rechained and her collar locked in the red once again-something that I hadn't even noticed had been unlocked this whole time in the first place.
After she was locked away, Leonis followed me to my chambers. As far as I was concerned, there was nothing to talk about but he insisted that there was. The night was long, however, and I was prepared for rest.
"So let me get this straight," He started to say. "You took our prisoner-our trophy back to her people!' He hissed. "Back to her sister-back to Gary Polson....and for what?!"
"I'd appreciate you taking the bass out of your tone with me, Leonis." I cautioned him. "I am not in the mood-"
"With all due respect, Casimir, I really do not care what you are in the mood for at this point!" I should have been
