<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Castelis glared at him, flopping back down on her pallet as if she was going to try to go back to sleep. Illian was usually so meticulous, so she figured she’d have some time before he dragged her out for his usual shit. And acting like she didn’t give a damn pissed him off, so there was that bonus. Either way he was going to hurt her. At least she could return the favor.</span>