Omake: Read

“...Hey.”

“Um, hi. Checkers.”

“...Been a while.”

“Yeah. Dragon Lady makes us stay out late so she can shoot at us or set us on fire.”

“...Sucks. Don't call her that to her face, though.”

“Why?”

“It's... well it has a bad meaning.”

“... ...Oh. 'm sorry.”

“S'alright. You know better now, Papers.”

“Yeah...”

“Her Majesty called me up. Asked me if I thought she was a bitch.”

“...”

“...told her that she was. It's her thing and she should own up to it.”

“...”

“Yeah. Just thought you might want to know about it.”

“...'m sorry.”

“Christ, Papers, you don't have to apologize for that. I'm just glad you're not a broken wreck.”

“Yeah. Yeah, me too. I'm finally healing up all the burn wounds.”

“That's good. That's good.”

“Hurts like Hell, though.”

“...Did Your Majesty give you that thing?”

“What thing?”

“She said something about a... fuck, what was it... some kind of way to stop freaking out when you see words.”

“She gave me a pair of glasses, I think. I didn't put them on yet.”

“...”

“...everything's a lot less blurry.”

“Did you need contacts or something before?”

“I don't... I don't know. I never got it looked at before.”

“Fucking hell...”

“I'm going to look at those finance books Jael gave me.”

“Okay, even if it does work as they say, you have to remember something.”

“Yeah?”

“Don't owe Russ any favors. Just... just don't. No matter how nice she looks, try not to owe her anything.”

“...Why're you telling me this?”

“'s for your own safety. Wolves are assholes, Papers. Don't let her own you.”

“...'kay.”

“...So?”

“...I can't read it.”

“Yeah, it's probably way past your level. Don't sweat it right now.”

“No, I mean... I can't read anything. At all.”