"Do I need to push something forward?"
Azrail spoke out as he sat alone in the room; everyone headed to their own duties. Lan managed her work, Xuanyin improved in ways she could, Raena was drunk and asleep, Valencia was at work, everybody doing their best to create something good for themselves, a life worth living and fighting for. Right now, Azrail could tell that some things he had kept in the past were pushing forth to the future.
'Timings are changing.'
Which, in a way, isn't all that good either. It means certain things need to be pushed forth, the timing for the arrival of that woman who will take his sister away. He doesn't want to lose her, but the opportunity is far too valuable to lose too. And Azrail, while he has his own wishes, will in the end respect the wishes of his sister; what she wants will be what he wants.
