"Little mouse~"
I chuckled at the Architect, watching as those countless violet eyes darted frantically through the darkness, searching for answers that would never come. The tables had turned so completely that I almost felt sorry for him.
Almost.
(How was that, Master? Was I cool?)
Virion's voice rumbled through my mind, carrying that familiar note of dry amusement. (Yeah, but not as cool as me.)
(No.) I had to fight to keep my expression neutral. (You were late, so we're taking points away from you.)
(Oh? Do you want me to leave then?)
The threat, even delivered in jest, made my blood run cold. I went silent for a moment, then quickly replied in my mind.
(You are the coolest in the world, Master. Please, don't leave this disciple of yours alone.)
