ᴇs . crimson gaze
With nothing to do in this otherwise abandoned area, Mercury had gone a’hunting. Recent days had shown that Emerald had become more skittish, so he’d gone out to politely dissuade the Grimm from their free roaming around their quarters.
Doing the thing that a partner was supposed to do was usually exterminate them, but given their amiability to him, he decided that perhaps a more polite request would see to it that they are less... visible, from their abode.
He hadn’t intended on her seeing him as he coerced them. As one, several of them turn around to snarl, before he claps his hands together.
“Already?” He said dryly, raising a single brow. With a shuffle of their metaphorical feet, they obediently troop off, leaving the two alone. “You’re early.” He remarked.
Her gaze matches their own, She, @pseudogem, seeks answer.
