Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140929032244/@comment-24296957-20150712032552

Amet abruptly closed the lorebook and held it in the hand opposite the side Regda was walking on.

"It is not a matter of trust, Regda. Nor is it a matter of your concern."

He was right, though. It wasn't a simple book. It was a piece of his history - a piece of his life. And it was his blood right to keep it to himself. But was that selfish of him? To keep others out of his fight? He had always gone it alone. Beacon was his refuge, a place to stay while he put the puzzle together.

Despite Regda's saying, Amet still was not comfortable with letting him - or anyone, for that matter - in on his past. Not even Deryn.

Amet shifted Fenice's weight as he walked. "If it was your concern," he replied, "why would you want to know?"