Borrowed time

“Alastor.” Timber softly said.

Alastor frowned at him. He is yet to reclaim his sanity.

“Yes?” Alastor asked, shrugging.

“You seem to be different. I can’t quite put my finger on it. But you feel different after we met back in Vesoga Plain. I wonder why a daunting man like you became so… how to put it in words? You’re much open than I thought of you last time.”

“Do I look like someone who’s out open?”

“Yeah. I was expecting you’d be more resistant.”

Alastor chuckle. “What can I say? They gain my trust, even though we screwed up a lot.”

“I can see that.”

Alastor smirked over the thoughts. “I despise them at first, but I realized after that, there isn’t something I can do, that is why I just have to learn how to ride the tide. ” Alastor explained. “But it doesn’t mean we’re quits. You may have helped us, but I will compensate it, doubled.”

Timber stifled a laughed.

“You don’t have to. I didn’t do it just to get paid. I have my reasons.”