"No. I may have left him in the dirt, but I did not kill him. I would not have you walk home alone, tonight."
A glance to the bed, to Taweret asleep in the chair. This space is sacred, and he feels bad merely sitting in it. He looks to the door.
"I would sit on the step, until you are ready. I will handle things once we get there, so you could rest." Nevermind he just got in a fistfight less than an hour ago.
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"No. I may have left him in the dirt, but I did not kill him. I would not have you walk home alone, tonight."
A glance to the bed, to Taweret asleep in the chair. This space is sacred, and he feels bad merely sitting in it. He looks to the door.
"I would sit on the step, until you are ready. I will handle things once we get there, so you could rest." Nevermind he just got in a fistfight less than an hour ago.