Their laughter mingled in the night, a strange warmth filling the air between them. But then Cassius's grin faltered slightly. He closed his eyes, his body slackening.
"Ah...I think this is it. I'm...fading. Everything's blurry now...can't see straight anymore. I'll pass away soon…"
Her tail jerked nervously, her hands tightening into fists.
"But...before I die, there's one last thing I want. Just one more." He exhaled, his voice soft but insistent. "Can, you tell me...tell me your name."
Her lips parted, and for a moment she hesitated. Then her eyes narrowed slyly, and she leaned closer, a cheeky grin tugging her mouth.
"You won't...you won't give my name to the Grim Reaper when you meet him, will you?" She teased softly, her tone half-mocking, half-tender.
"Depends." He rasped. "If he's got a thing for lamia girls...maybe I will."
Her cheeks puffed out, her eyes narrowing with indignant fire.
