"Something that's no more? What do you mean?" She asked as she finished patching his body up.
"Nevermind, best to forget about it." He said with a heavy sigh, the past indeed was a painful reminder but was also a strong motivator. If it wasn't for what his father had molded into him, he wasn't sure he'd be the assassin he is today.
"Fine then, hurry up. Dinner's in the next hour." Tenuari said as she stood to her feet, removing the spare clothes she had brought for him and taking the tray away with her.
"Wait." He uttered softly, calling her attention back to him as he had one puzzling question troubling him all this while.
"What is it?" She turned around with the tray and faced him with an expressionless face.
