Master And Diciple
"Hmmm, he didn't show up today."
"Master, didn't he mention he was taking a break?" Skully, the skeleton butler, tilted his head in confusion as he watched his mistress, Eve. They were in the training ground.
"Did he?" Eve responded, walking toward the weapon racks. She picked up a black dagger and twirled it around her fingers.
She then added in a neutral tone, "That kid is quite good with the dagger. For an amateur, I'm impressed he could swing it like that."
"You're impressed?!" Skully exclaimed, his skeletal face showing surprise. Despite being reanimated, he had spent enough time with his master to know her personality well.
'She rarely gets excited about anything except when she's about to kill someone, and even then, it's more like a chilling detachment than true excitement. This is the first time her voice has sounded this normal when talking about someone else.'