George:
   It had seemed days, months even, that he had crossed paths with anyone from the thin tunnels of the Catacombs. Through a light squint of the crowded area, Papillon witnessed a sight he long ago attempted to forget. Shouldering through the crowd, nearing a considerable elegant fountain, he seated himself just beside the other male. "I never thought I would see you." he began gently, brows creasing in thought as his sidelong glance followed. "Where is- ah... Scarlett?"Â















