Vitae watched her people from the Garden's bell tower. Whenever she felt remotely nervous or paranoid, she would always find herself up here watching the children playing. Their carefree persona was something she was far envious of. She yearned for the times she, too, used to be like that a long time ago. Sitting on the edge, Bargaining stepped out from the tower, eyeing her down. "It's typical you'd be up here, Mortem." Vitae turned startled, going to stand only for Bargaining to hold her down. "Don't bother."
Bargaining sat next to her, twirling his blade around, taunting the vessel. "Did the Gardeners send you?"
"No, they didn't. No one knows where you are, apart from me, of course. Vitae would come up here often with the plan of ending her own life. She could never go through with it no matter how many times she planned it. I honestly felt sorry for the pitiful girl."
Vitae looked away, cupping her hands. "Are you here to kill me?"
