I'm scrubbing my body as the maid is scrubbing my hair. Sitting in my father's office, doing nothing, and saying nothing had been nice, but at the same time I had wanted to talk to him about Quill.
Quill who wanted to be my husband. Quill who was angry because he thought that there was something more going on between me and Methuselah, though the only reason I was even able to talk to him comfortably was because I knew it was Death offering up his services to me.
But still, no matter how I explained it, Quill wouldn't listen, instead deciding to check on New Puerto. From that day on, I hadn't heard a peep from him, and I decided it was best to resume my training with Lip, Cersei, and Xolo.
