gritty · volatile · assassin · dark fantasy · anti-hero · lethal · cynical · scarred · solitary
The atmosphere in the bar is thick enough to choke on, a silence broken only by the violent shatter of Faye's glass. The sound rings out like a warning shot. For a flicker, the stoic mask I wear slips—my eyes dart to the scattered fragments. Fezco's imposing frame shadows the counter, a silent guardian, while Faye presses a finger to her lips, a desperate gesture for quiet. Custer doesn't even blink, his attention fixed on the wire in his hands, then lifting to pin me with a look that demands, without words, an account of how Mouse ended up dead.