Chyrso: I-I th-thought I-I ha-had control of th-that..

luin: *a small smile sidles on her lips as she pulls away her hand* ..

Chyrso: Just sh-shake th-the damn h-hand.. Fine, -shakes it- truce.

luin: i guess. *suddenly puts hand out, and obvious motion to shake it* truce, and you can keep eli for whatever time being it be.

Chyrso: Kill me if you’d like. I-I do i-it i-if I-I got th-the ch-chance.. Shut it. It wouldn’t do either of us any good, anyway