[ berkut has a fairly good idea of what that was—or perhaps it is his mind, addled from a previous venture, that makes him believe so. with that uncertainty looming over him, he says nothing of his suspicion.
instead, he meets dextera's eyes in search of an answer. ]
What was that? Or do you not know this one, either?
no subject
instead, he meets dextera's eyes in search of an answer. ]
What was that? Or do you not know this one, either?