"As much as I enjoy flexing my might in the face of ridiculous beaucracy, what ever got into your mind to call me of all witnesses?" I had gotten rid of Val and Guthlu, they claimed to have something to do and wanted nothing to do with Hanlon, Hanlon for his part seemed amused by that. We were sitting in a restaurant I would never want to spend money in, everything was worth more than just about anything I owned, right down to the dainty napkins that were made of some long dead extinct creature. Hanlon was actually eating, I hadn't seen him eat before, and was surprised when he ordered rare meat (emphasis he said on the rare, I believe when it came out he had a chat with it prior to eating it).
"When I took the life of the man serving the creature there was one thing he was most afraid of, and that was you. I figured he didn't want the exact scene we had at the court house."
Hanlon smiled, "Oh I doubt that's why Mr. Boyle was afraid of me Trezlan, I'm quite certain he was afraid because his master was afraid, and it should have been." Hanlon stabbed a piece of meat with a bit of anger. "I'm glad your associate climbed up its ass to kill the creature, its a much nicer fate than it deserved." For a brief moment I got a look behind the man of Hanlon. Something he himself was angry about, it was weird to see someone who's only emotion was that of mild dissapointment show some real fire.
"What did you have against the creature?"
"Oh it and I had some unfinished business much like yourself and it, alas I never got my revenge personally, but by extension I hope that the creature knew one way or another I had brought about its demise." I wasn't really eating to be honest, the food on the menu confused me in a way that only women had previously managed.
"I'm at a loss as to how you brought about its demise."
"By helping you of course." He finished his meal, paid the check and left me all alone amongst people who were disgusted by my precense (I had even taken a bath recently, the nerve of some people!) I left and found a more affordable room in the city that was better than my jail cell (it was the plumbing that made it the worst, having to crap in public is something that should be reserved for trained animals and shorties, in that order). Of course I was woken up early in the morning by a dick, why wouldn't I have been?
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