"North? The North is riddled with demons that killed the majority of the people here! Why would you want to go there?"
Ren searched his mind for how best to tell his new friend, but maybe some things are best kept to oneself. His eyes fluttered to the window that was slightly open, it had never stopped raining and with each second that passed, it got heavier. His mind drifted to Luna for a minute but knowing her nature, she would be fine. Ren knew he was taking too long to answer, a soft sigh escaping his lips.
"It can't be that bad." It was his turn to joke but looking at the expression on his friend's face, the joke didn't go far.
"Not that bad? The demons mimic immortality, they refuse to die completely no matter how many times they are hit with the blade. You will not make it there, you have a death wish and say it can't be that bad?" If Ren knew the assassin would have such a motherly personality, he would have kept quiet.
