Me: Now that I think of it, I never got your name...Mind telling me? *I smile as black, ancient symbols appear all over my body. I look like a human painting by tye end of it as my legs heal rapidly, looking out of place, as 7f they weren't my own. Cyrus bites his lip hard, blood spilling out of the cut as he tries his best not to scream out in pain*
Cyrus: N-no more.....please....
Me: Your parents' names would be nice to know, too. Unless if that's a touchy subject for you....or if you don't have any....