Graceful Descent

[Victor Steiner]

The dead have many things to tell us if we listen. This is a fact I suspect you and many archeologists have discovered. But you have humored me enough regarding that particular phase of your life. For now at least, he could write a library on her and he wouldn't be surprised if there were volumes on her already, criminal organizations, intelligence and military groups, Governments and trading factions. She was dangerous enough to have all of them pining for her attentions, how many would be willing to admit it? He smiled at the thought, none would be the obvious answer. Still, he had to remind himself of the fact that he sitting here with her was not a victory.

By this point his conclusions on the woman were many, but with a larger margin of error than he would have liked. Brilliant but damaged, loyal to her ideals above all else and possessed of incredible will. Indeed, her mind would break long before her will did. A colder feeling gripped his insides as a small memory made itself known, this was the woman he once had a crush on and thanks to bloody Alfred she knew about it. You know. One day, I would quite like to enjoy a sunset with someone special and not have to worry about tomorrow. Some people really are blessed by a degree of ignorance aren't they?