[Lois blinks, the heat of the fire drying her eyes. She's not sure if he can hear her murmur, it doesn't matter to her either way. Mortis doesn't care for much, nor is she cared for. She has no illusions about what place she has in the world, and she likes it that way. No one to love, no one to be loved by...it is how she can exist in a living world as a harbinger of death.
She scoffs, watching the flames lick the sky, and turns Pyro's question back on him.]
MORTIS - Kayt
[Lois blinks, the heat of the fire drying her eyes. She's not sure if he can hear her murmur, it doesn't matter to her either way. Mortis doesn't care for much, nor is she cared for. She has no illusions about what place she has in the world, and she likes it that way. No one to love, no one to be loved by...it is how she can exist in a living world as a harbinger of death.
She scoffs, watching the flames lick the sky, and turns Pyro's question back on him.]
There something you want, Pyro?