<div class="floatleft">(https://40.media.tumblr.com/5c0371d4e718737258ab80ac29055207/tumblr_nkm6c2THr51tk4029o7_r1_1280.jpg)</div>She laughs, a bright, soft sound.<strong>"I'm hardly so fatalistic, Rumahs."</strong>she reaches up, laying her fingers over his on her shoulder, briefly, welcoming the touch.<strong>"The first rule is to do good for others. A dead person can do no good for anyone; a dead good person is a gap in the line against evil."</strong>it sounds like she's quoting. Her hand drifts away, returning to her laborious writing.<strong>"All those stories of heroes killing themselves but winning the day? Fables, for people with more pride than honor"</strong>She glances sideways at the pretty boy, offering him a warm smile.<strong>"No one can see the end of a path from its beginning."</strong><br/><br/>Rising, she goes to hand her parchment to the guard captain, trying ot not gawk at the size of the man. her fox hops into the seat he left behind, gives Rumahs a sniff, then curls up for a nap, however brief