⠀ ⠀the weight of any request of
iguin’s truly never leaves— pavla’s
unfortunate enough to never expect
what may come from the other brim.
“ your eye? how so? “
Iguin didn’t answer right away.
He let the question hang in the air like a noose dangling in between them. He floated closer, near the bug's face. Just enough for his malevolence to be felt and heard.
"Be my eye."
That earned Pavla an amused hum that rumble from the depths of Iguin's throat.
"That fully depends on what you can offer to me, Pavla. What are you willing to sacrifice?"
"Sounds troublesome."
Iguin made a face behind his mask, drifting more in the air as he tucked his legs closer to his chest.
"Not true. I like it when things are useful to me."