"Surprise me with something nice as a way to take responsibility. Supplements. A lot of Mana restoration vials. A nice weapon. And just in case, my favorite color is red."
A crack of emotion, contempt, flashed on the Coordinator's face before he moved from his position.
The A-Rank Warden chuckled, watching him leave. "He will take note of that, Young Warden. You should go to sleep now."
Killian smiled, before leaving the door. His smile fell after he was a few steps away from the door. His eyelids lowered sleepily.
"Somehow you made somebody else take responsibility for your own evolution." The Void sounded impressed. "You are getting better at this manipulation thing."
"I learned from the best," Killian said flatly.
"Don't accuse me."
"So you know it is you." He sighed, curving towards the path he had taken before. He didn't find the white cloak there, and a part of him didn't quite expect to.
