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[color=a0410d]"I'll keep that in mind. Sorry for being so depressing this morning Rich, just had a lot on my mind since last night."[/color] Argus gave his most sincere apology, allowing the car to fall silent as they drove out towards the cemetery. If neither of them struck up a conversation, it wouldn't take the pair long to arrive.

The Djinn hadn't spent this much time thinking about his past in years, since long before he joined BOSA; he had always distracted himself by trying to work towards building bridges between his own race and the others, ending the Djinn's isolation. When that went wrong, he had simply worked towards surviving; and now he was doing his part as an agent, protecting humans and the magical races from colliding. [color=a0410d][i]"Would you be proud of me, Nerida?"[/i][/color] he reflected, glancing away from the road to stare at a bottle shaped silver pendant hanging from the rear-view mirror. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Argus returned his attention to the drive.