☆•`Soldier`•☆

*Consigliere raises an eyebrow* Consigliere: Since when do you have a mother?

Contorgimen: Since when did you become an orphan?

*Consigliere scoffs* Consigliere: Touché. *Caporegime chuckles*

*Soldier walks in, giving Contorgimen a quick subtle smile before turning to Mafioso* Soldier: Any news on Nashatra?

Contorgimen:.. Nashtasha's last name is Bealdhild... Kinda sounds like it has the word bald in it..

*Mafioso snorts* Mafioso: Baldhild. Good one.

𝙼𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚘

Mafioso: I need you to go get those two. They are hiding in an abandoned warehouse. Soldier: yes sir. *he heads out the door*

𝙼𝙰𝙵𝙸𝙾𝚂𝙾

Soldier: can we please just focus on the task at hand? We need to find Nashatra and Chance.

𝙲.𝚌: 𝚢𝚎𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢- *𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚝* 𝚢𝚎𝚊 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙽𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊

Soldier: wait, did you just say what I think you said?

*grab the child’s wrist, pulling the sleeve up to examine the cuts, voice barely audible* ...Damn it. *pause, helmet dipping lower* ...Why are you... *swallow, voice shaking* ...why are you so calm about this?