Callan shook his head in disappointment. “-self-sacrificing bull sh*t…” He grumbled his opinion as Varya continued to be stubborn.
The Knight went to retrieve his boots, swaying slightly as he stooped to put them on.
“I need help with this-“ Callan raised his dripping arm. “I’m heading back…” he turned to Callisto. “Keep an eye on her, would yer.”
“I’ll come find yer when I’m done.” The Siren said to Varya as he opened his wings. “Just… try not to kill anyone.”