"You bastard." Bastard, bastard, soon-to-be-dead fucking bastard.
"Another fact we have already established." His amusement was stronger this time. "It's not as if I have taken her from you for all eternity, Risa, so please cut the dramatics. You and she will meet again on another plane."
"That is beside the point!"
"No, it is not, because I could have done otherwise."
A chill went through me. "What do you mean?"
He smiled, but this time, there was nothing pleasant or amused about it. "I may be one of the fallen, but I still retain my power over souls. I could have stopped her from moving on, if I'd so desired. You should be grateful that I left you the chance to meet her again in another lifetime."
"Grateful? Grateful?"
He tsked. "Enough with the dramatics, Risa. It is time to concentrate on things we can still do something about. Like retrieving the key."
Amaya, I hope you're going to get that fucking wall down soon.
Trying, she growled. Patience must.
Coming from my sword, that was almost amusing. I rolled my shoulders, trying to ease the tension. It didn't do much, but I suspected little would. Not until the Aedh in front of me was in bits all over the floor.
"So are you intending to enlighten me on who stole the damn thing? Because it's very obvious you know them and are maybe even working with them."
"Working is not quite the right term to use," he replied. "Let's just say we have a somewhat fluid agreement."
I snorted. "Meaning you're both doing your utmost to stab the other in the back."
"It does add a degree of excitement to the proceedings," he said, voice droll. "Much like fucking you, really."