Talking to Myself

There was a bit of an eerie pause as Sunny stared at himself from behind the mask. 

The Lord of Shadows stared. Master Sunless — or rather, Sir Sunless — paled under his menacing gaze. 

…Nephis looked at the two of them with a strange expression. 

Eventually, it was Cassie who broke the silence. 

"Greetings, Lord Shadow. I don't think we had an opportunity to meet in the last few days… please allow me to express gratitude on behalf of Lady Nephis and the Fire Keepers. Your help in the recent battle, while unexpected, was deeply appreciated."

Sunny turned his cold gaze to her. 

He remained silent for a few moments, then said evenly:

"There is no reason to thank me... I was just attracted by the smell of slaughter. Who can resist the beautiful fragrance of bloodshed?"

The Fire Keepers seemed more than a little troubled by his strange words. Sunny spared them a glance, then lowered his head slightly.