❝ Great. So you’ll take care of him then.   —Great. ❞

❝ —Huh? I lied. I wasn’t actually listening,                           what ‘ave I just agreed to? ❞

Death couldn’t hold back an indignant snort at her words. 

How naïve.

“No one is above death. Even  those who believe they are.” He gave her a pointed look to make sure his words stuck.

❝ Whatever you say mister. ❞ 

                      [ She muttered amused, in obvious disbelief.                        She looked the other up and down at he swung                        the watch around recklessly and muttered about                       ‘clocks stopping’. Roma understood these ‘clocks’                        were of her victims. ] 

                                                          Makes me feel

                                             I wouldn’t be in { pain }

                          but if not for my ░m░e░m░o░r░i░e░s░