"Survive? No need to inconvenience yourself with the effort. I'll kill you now and see it done myself."

Marazhai Aezyrraesh. Dracon of the Reaving Tempest- ah. Ahah. No. No longer. Irreverent reaver of his Lord Captain's retinue. Unwilling. But with fangs and blades bared at all time for the Rogue Trader-- for survival.

This was a penance. A penance and a life debt owed to an unexpected other.

‒ ‒ I'M JUST AFRAID OF LOSING , AND I AM AFRAID OF DYING