Okay. Fair enough. It was probably a delayed reaction to the Remnant, anyway. What did a Remnant's mind even feel like? The normal person's mind, but evil? Or something worse? Maybe it felt like chalk, or sounded like nails on a chalkboard. Or maybe the Remnant had other intentions that Gabriel wasn't going to reveal.
"Correct," Scarab answered. His tone was slightly disbelieving, however, and after a short pause he spoke again. "Only a few hours? Are you sure?"
Billy-Ray tuned them out. If it was only going to be a few hours, there was nothing for him to warn Scarab about, and that was all that mattered just then. "Nope," he told Gabriel with a deep and unconvincing sigh. "Just here to find out why you're so cheerful. Mission failure. And honestly, I really don't mind. Few more hours, and you might as well be dead, so it's been fun." He hesitated. "Don't suppose there's any chance you could call off your skeletal hound before you go? No? Okay." Pleasant would go after Scarab first, anyway.
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"Correct," Scarab answered. His tone was slightly disbelieving, however, and after a short pause he spoke again. "Only a few hours? Are you sure?"
Billy-Ray tuned them out. If it was only going to be a few hours, there was nothing for him to warn Scarab about, and that was all that mattered just then. "Nope," he told Gabriel with a deep and unconvincing sigh. "Just here to find out why you're so cheerful. Mission failure. And honestly, I really don't mind. Few more hours, and you might as well be dead, so it's been fun." He hesitated. "Don't suppose there's any chance you could call off your skeletal hound before you go? No? Okay." Pleasant would go after Scarab first, anyway.