"[color=lightblue]Sure, le-[/color]" Ennave cut off Fasuto with a pinch of electricity to his arm. Fasuto shuts up. "[color=yellow]What he's saying is, he's okay to be [i]here[/i]. [b]Right[/b], Fasuto?[/color]" Ennave glared at the fox and Fasuto nodded fast.

As the dishes was gone, Fasuto casted a glance towards Aurescia. "[color=lightblue]Uh, yeah. That's mostly my living. Fights.[/color]" Fasuto said, then looked back at Ophion. [color=lightblue]Ready, gramps?[/color]"