Damien walked off towards the direction of their prisoner. He wanted to check to make sure he was being offered food and water. No matter what is decided about his fate, in the meantime he wouldn’t be completely mistreated. A few years ago, Damien wouldn’t have given his prisoner a second thought, but he was no longer that guy.
“Wren, how are you doing?” Alexander asked as he trotted up beside her.
“I’m great. I mean, I killed a bunch of people I didn’t know, in a fight that wasn’t mine. Then I fought like a war hero, even though it was my first fight and then….oh yea, now people think I am some crazy killer. So yea, I’m peachy.” Serenity rolled the sarcasm out as she continued to briskly walk.
“Let’s go somewhere and talk? We can sort all of this out.” Alexander said motioning outside
