Heart to Smaller Heart

THe next morning, Lars arrived at a prison in Lowindell. Lars pulled a chair to the cell in which Marlynx was contained. He stared at the petite exceed, with his tiny paws tethered together by a pair of magical handcuffs that prevented him from harnessing his magical power. Rune nights stood at each side of the cells, monitoring closely every last twitch of muscle by both Lars and Marlynx. Marlynx glared back at Lars and thus, a small, silent standoff ensued, lasting about thirty seconds before Lars broke the silence.

"So. Did you hear about what happened last night?"

"No."

Lars kicked back in his chair. "Well let me explain: your ship was ransacked, Noreen almost got killed, and now, we are basically stranded here." Marlynx, who was sitting on the cold stone floor, his arms crossed and resing upon his knees, made no response. His countenance changed at this revelation as he stared blankly, thinking about the noreen. Lars grew impatient.

"Hey! Are you listening? I just said that your best friend and first mate almost got killed las tnight"

"I heard you." Marlynx snapped as he continued to stare at nothing.

"That's it? No response? Not even an apology? a simple declaration of remorse-"

"Why the fuck are you here?" Marlynx's tone of voice grew stronger at this point as his already thin patience ran thinner. Lars followed suit, raising his voice.

"You are asking me that? How about you think about the reason why you are here!" at this, Marlynx then shouted at the top of his lungs.

"For a reason that doesn't concern you!"