24 - Lyon's worries

«I never thought that, after my fight with Luke, you would still sit at the same table as me,» I murmur, my voice uncertain but somehow relieved. Ginevra Dulcar sits in her usual spot beside me. Tonight, at our secluded table in the cafeteria, it's just the two of us.

Gerard, after yet another defeat, stayed in his room—not by choice, but because Levreshka's lashes have left his thighs and calves in such a state that he can't even get out of bed. He's a good man; he doesn't deserve this treatment. I agree with Daphne that violence is always the wrong solution, yet in the face of such senseless cruelty, my convictions waver. If the Crimson Requiem truly exterminated all vampires and freed us from this slavery, these tortures would end as well. I'm not speaking for myself, but it would be selfish not to acknowledge what the other familiars endure every day.