[@Estylwen] [@WhiteAngel25]


[b]"Do you not have a sense of self-preservation? You walk straight into an unknown forest with your newly adopted pup without fear?"[/b]

Nick sighed.

[b]"Please. If you're gonna follow me, could you [i]not[/i] pretend to be my spouse?"[/b] He eyerolled before continuing, [b]"I get [i]enough [/i]annoyance from him as it is. But if you insist that you're gonna follow me, I suppose we should be on a first name basis. [i]Nick[/i]."[/b]

Nick deliberately ignored the [i]Pew-Pew-Shooter-Man[/i] comment Stella had made. It wasn't [i]completely [/i]inaccurate after all.

He hadn't turned around or halted to chitchat as he'd spoken. Didn't notice #3's glances at his... [i]puppy[/i]. Just continued on until reaching one of several crypts. His mind was whirling with all that had happened up to this point. The many things that led up to the argument between him and his spouse. The Louvre Museum and it's many facets. Knowing full well that HiveMind was up to something and that The Louvre was not thrilled. He had matrimonially taken sides, then chose party realignment at the last minute. How could he do that? Risk his very marriage over proving something that honestly didn't need proven? It felt like a lose-lose situation all around. He felt sick.

HiveMind might have won [i]this [/i]battle, but he'd be [i]damned [/i]if they won the war.

The orb seemed fixated over the body of a dead man. Nick finally noticed #3's glace at his new puppy as he'd turned to them. He spoke calmly to her, [b]"Where'd you find your mask at? I'll trade you my puppy for your mask. But you gotta be nice to him. He's little. His name is [i]Ivaylo[/i]. It's a Bulgarian name that means [i]wolf[/i]."[/b]

Nick held the cub out to #3 and spoke softly, [b]"Maybe if you trade me, I can see why the man and his orb feels sad, yeah?"[/b]