#nyxtms

@nyxtms​  ❔ ❛ i mean we can do this all night. ❜

❝Technically...we can.❞ he hangs his head as in exaggerated exhaustion ❝But I am busy, as I am sure you are as well, Miss...❞  he lets his voice trail off for her to tell him who she is, realising that he probably should have already asked her that instead of going back and forth about what they are both doing in this building.  ❝So...Do we really want to?❞

   "The dead come back miraculously... and always in the quiet of the night.”

@nyxtms​ :  ‘ i promise you will not always be this war ’

askbox meme: between you and these bones.

@nyxtms​ said;  "What's green , obessed with riddles and a closeted bottom? Yes right , that's you"

“That’s hardly the objective here.” To his credit, he did make an honest attempt to refrain from rolling his eyes. “The auction will begin in ten minutes. Sooner we acquire the item, the sooner we can leave. I’ll have to request your patience for just a moment longer.” 

Ed glanced up at the voice through the metal grate of the door, a heated look through his cracked glasses. He didn’t recognize it, but considering the attempt to connect with him, he assumed she must be a new doctor come to try to cure him, like he needed fixing.  

Whatever it was he had been hunkered down to fidget with was subtly tucked away into his sleeve. “Plenty of people have limits,” He hedged warily, not sure what to make of his visitor.

@nyxtms asked: “Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming.” / accepting !