The Initiate rolls his eyes and sneers, “Binding indenture? Legal motherfucking contract?”
He takes her hand and shakes it once, rough and unkind. “SHE HAS A MOTHERFUCKING DEAL.”
He lets go and smirks. “You forget I am a believer in miracles. WHATEVER SHE IS EXPECTING HE WILL BELIEVE WHEN IT IS PROVEN SO,” he teases, in echo of her own disbelief toward his future.
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He takes her hand and shakes it once, rough and unkind. “SHE HAS A MOTHERFUCKING DEAL.”
He lets go and smirks. “You forget I am a believer in miracles. WHATEVER SHE IS EXPECTING HE WILL BELIEVE WHEN IT IS PROVEN SO,” he teases, in echo of her own disbelief toward his future.