Before that, however, he needed to get a few things in order...
Eccentric and cold should be easy. Competitive... Sure.
"I got four of them," Rael said with a smile. "Though I'm glad my fellow teammates managed to arrive here safely. I was a little worried."
Anastasia narrowed her eyes.
"After what happened a week ago, I thought you wouldn't show up."
"Mind jogging my memory?" Rael replied, pointing at his throat. "You see, after a minor incident, my memory became a little hazy."
"Did it now?" Anastasia approached him with a skeptical look. "You confessed your feelings to me, and after I rejected you, you sent me an invite to your funeral."
"..."
What the fuck? That's both fucked up and funny. More fucked up than funny though...
