Rael descended into the palace grounds, and the moment he did, Seryn immediately glanced over to him, his expression a little puzzled at first. Yet the moment he saw Rael's face, his eyes widened.
"Aren't you that guy who I traveled with all those years ago?" Seryn asked.
Rael raised a brow. "That's how you remember me? Well, yeah, I am. I just thought you'd at least remember my name."
"Masochist?" Seryn replied.
"Try again."
"Peddler?"
"..."
"Wayfinder?"
Sure, he had called Rael all of these names before, but come on... At least remember the damn name.
"Ah, right. It's Rael, isn't it?" Seryn finally said.
Rael exhaled a relieved breath. "You remind me of that genie game I used to play online. It would try to guess shit but always ask the stupidest questions. Yeah... Well, I'm Rael. I'm glad you're holding up so well up in here."
Seryn pulled out a towel and wiped himself down. "I try to maintain my appearance, since I'll one day be reunited with my wife."
Bingo.
