Azazel had a point there - Galina was now expected to be a transparent window to the caverns - but Ishmael would be lying if he liked the way she said it, as though she were pleased and preening about it.
Galina stayed calm, as she always did, as was her phlegmatic way; but Ishmael had always been more susceptible to Azazel pushing his buttons, because this was a problem he had brought unto himself when he’d brought her into this world.
“Shame the last hundred years haven’t done all that much for you,” Ishmael shot snarkily at Azazel. Maybe if he’d had more of a hand in teaching her the ropes... but then the vampire who’d bitten him had fucked off immediately and he’d figured things out well enough for himself, so maybe that was no excuse.
Galina stayed calm, as she always did, as was her phlegmatic way; but Ishmael had always been more susceptible to Azazel pushing his buttons, because this was a problem he had brought unto himself when he’d brought her into this world.
“Shame the last hundred years haven’t done all that much for you,” Ishmael shot snarkily at Azazel. Maybe if he’d had more of a hand in teaching her the ropes... but then the vampire who’d bitten him had fucked off immediately and he’d figured things out well enough for himself, so maybe that was no excuse.
