Forgive Me Nidget for I Have Sinned

"So that's what you do?" We had been back in his hotel room for a little bit, just relaxing, well I was relaxing Nidget was pacing like we'd been involved in a crime, because well we had.

"What kill people? Yeah several, that's what you expected when you said I was your bodyguard right?" I knew what he meant, but you know I don't like admitting to necromancy, its one of those things that once you start telling the truth about people start asking more questions and then you have to kill them too... Yeah I'll admit I've done that... maybe... OH LOOK ANOTHER PARAGRAPH!

"But you didn't just kill that guy."

"You're right I didn't."

"And look at you, you're looking younger!" He was saying this like I was completely unaware of it.

"That's right I am, look Nidget..."

"How old are you, really?"

"I can't tell you for sure, its been years since I lost track, hundreds of years old." Its true I don't remember my exact age... Look you're lucky I remember all the garbage I do ok, sometimes even then I think I made up half the stuff I wrote... probably not though, probably.

"Are there others like you? Is this whole world filled with people like you?" He used the words like you pretty derogatively, like implying people like me are very very bad.

"Only one other that I'm aware of, and he's not like me at all, like I'm cool drink of water on a hot day compared to the awful he is, I hope he got killed in the transition but knowing him, he'll turn up." I knew Morley wasn't dead, because I know either I'll kill him, or he'll kill me, neither of us is going out by something elses hand, I know this because whatever fate there is in this world, hates me so badly.

"I feel sick."

"Get some sleep Nidget you have your little card game tomorrow, and if my stolen memory serves me right you have a couple people to worry about." Nidget left to his private bedroom and I went to mine.  I'll be lying if I told you I slept all night, I didn't sleep, didn't really need to (the benefits of necromancy) on top of that I didn't know how Nidget would react so I made sure to keep my pistol out and trained on the door, just in case he decided that he couldn't live with knowing a necromancer (trust, but verify is a good mantra).  So Nidget and I both didn't get the best of rest, but that's our usual, since he's a thief and I'm a murderer!