TC 181-6 sketch (Patreon)

S: how is he?

N: unstable. But what are you doing here – he saw that Brakindale kid. He knows you didn’t kill him. get out of here before he wakes up and kills you himself.

S: i know. I had to come say goodbye to you. I don’t know when i’ll be able to see you again.

N: you won’t be able to see me again! You’re banished, Scra! If any of the Murder find you anywhere you’re to be killed on sight...and i won’t be able to do it. Please don’t put me in that position.