He forced himself to keep the smile on his face. It was actually easier to do, came more naturally, when he didn't try to burn off the emotions. Just let them guide his own and bury them under Alisa's.
"A date?" Enteinne replied, raising an eyebrow and letting his hands dangle in the water, refraining from blowing any of it up. "An where did you go on dis date? Who ya dun be holdin' hands wit'?"
Who did he have to see about killing after his sister was asleep?
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