"Don't call me master, I do not like being called that."
He pulled the bra off of her, tossed it aside, and started to walk back to the river...and well...his back seemed...quite scarred-
that was supoosed to be small
"y you h heard t that?! oo o o oh i i i i i im s s s s s so ss s s sorryy"
Heh, he would've heard anyways, besides he's an assassin, he would need to hear well =w=
"Your fine your fine, juuuust don't call me that-"
she took her shorts off and stepped in
covering her face in embaresment
He had leaned his head back and closed his eyes...she wondered why his back was so hurt, buuuut it's up to you...if she asks :3
she decied to ask
or try
"u u u u u uhhm r romie? wh hy is...w what h happened to y your back?
"....Father and mother, they didn't like me."
Well jeez that was blunt-
"...h hug?..."
its all she could think of
"....Hug..."
she then waded over and snuggled him
