Recap:
"Ah, loyal server, you are back, bloody, but back. What news or gifts do you bear for me?" he asked as though a child. I flinched as I felt the wound heal itself as I pushed myself to stand. I pulled out a small bag and threw it at him. He looked at it as though a gift and smiled at me.
"When would you like to go home?" he asked, "Or would you like to go back to him and continue working for me?" she looked at him as though retarded. It had been his fault that she hadn't gone home, his fault that she had stuck going back and hurting his own son over and over again. To the point where she even had to fake being in love with him.
