Some might even consider war the equivalent for a purging, or a way to start over, as well.
[The reminder of Bellec's actions leaves a bitter taste in Arno's mouth, recalling the fight on top of Sainte-Chappelle as if it only happened yesterday.
But when she takes her sunglasses off, Arno blinks a little in surprise- and then he shakes his head, chuckling.]
He hasn't done anything, other than challenge strangers to outdo his climbing skills. [He almost considers telling her about the journal, but decides against it. If she presses for it, he'll tell her.]
But where are my manners? My name is Arno. Arno Dorian. [A beat, and there's an almost mischievous spark in his eyes.] And for your information, I may have made Nathan eat his words.
merci beacoup mademoiselle
[The reminder of Bellec's actions leaves a bitter taste in Arno's mouth, recalling the fight on top of Sainte-Chappelle as if it only happened yesterday.
But when she takes her sunglasses off, Arno blinks a little in surprise- and then he shakes his head, chuckling.]
He hasn't done anything, other than challenge strangers to outdo his climbing skills. [He almost considers telling her about the journal, but decides against it. If she presses for it, he'll tell her.]
But where are my manners? My name is Arno. Arno Dorian. [A beat, and there's an almost mischievous spark in his eyes.] And for your information, I may have made Nathan eat his words.