"Do you think I could convince her to get some piercings?" he asks me conspiratorially, and my laugh only grows as I walk away from him. He'd been the original reason Angela had shown up as a punk that fateful day at work.
We hit the bank, and I have to sign an entire novel's worth of forms, before they inform me that the money will be available within forty-eight hours. Thankfully Shemhazau is able to communicate with me even when we're not together, as I'd left him in the car. Somehow I think the bank would have frowned on me bringing in a large katana-like weapon.
My father informs me that he was steadily growing weaker, the longer we were apart. I guess that explains why Muramasa kept coming back to me, even when I didn't want him to.
