[color=#B0E0E6]"In the most basic sense, yes. You're life is unwritten as it were,"[/color] Christian said, smiling before he took another sip of his pop. He found the taste was growing on him.

Penny's words hit Christian harder than he expected. He shifted in his seat, finding that he liked Penny saying he was good, and that she didn't know what she would do without him. [color=#B0E0E6]"You would have been fine,"[/color] Christian insisted. [color=#B0E0E6]"You're a survivor. My involvement wouldn't have changed that."[/color] 

He watched Penny leave for the bathroom and sighed, rubbing his face and looked at the empty bed that was supposed to be his. Christian stood, walked over to the bed, and ran his fingers along the covers. He pulled back the mass of blankets and sheets, wondering what on earth a person needed with so many layers of bedding. It seemed excessive. Christian sat on the edge of the bed, pushing on the pillows when Penny came back from the bathroom. He watched her rearrange the pillows and did the same before he rested against them. He wiggled around until he found support.

[color=#B0E0E6]"Oh, I suppose we could purchase some sort of weaponry. Training usually comes from being on-the-job, but we could run through the lore on the most common monsters. That'll give you something to start on, then we can hunt for signs of them or listen to the news as it would be. I could also let you know if there is a monster kill in the area if I end up reaping the soul,"[/color] Christian offered. He didn't think he would be breaking any rules by doing that. At least, not any more than he already was.