"Talon.. Why must you always come back covered in blood and mud? Can you at least try not to get so dirty?" Katarina sighed as she saw Talon walking in the Du Couteau mansion. It was starting to get ridiculous seeing such a mess day after day.
Talon was quick to stop in his tracks and turn to Katarina, bowing deeply to Katarina.
“I apologise for the mess, my lady,” he said softly, mindful to not shake off much more dirt onto the ground as he continued his way to the bathroom, albeit at a much slower pace.












