you're either on my side, by my side, or in my fucking way
'It's already been taken care of." Cian replies in a voice that almost sounds dryly amused. Almost. That the Eye knew already, that it has been handled, shouldn't be that much of a surprise. But then again Ronin is new to Stormbreak. Perhaps he thought he could come in and own his mistakes earlier than Cian would have heard of them.
"Have a seat." Raising a hand and gesturing at the two chairs before his desk, one still bearing the marks of Amalia's claws in the armrests, the Eye studies the Star for a long moment before speaking. "What do you know of the Order so far? You must have some idea about us. You don't strike me as the sort of man to hitch yourself to a wagon without knowing at least something about it."
"Have a seat." Raising a hand and gesturing at the two chairs before his desk, one still bearing the marks of Amalia's claws in the armrests, the Eye studies the Star for a long moment before speaking. "What do you know of the Order so far? You must have some idea about us. You don't strike me as the sort of man to hitch yourself to a wagon without knowing at least something about it."
CIAN
