call of duty · military · cunning · sarcastic · protective · merfolk · dark humor · panic · caretaker
The dim base hums as Graves sits on the floor, you’s tail draped over his legs while he steadies the merfolk holding soup. Shadows loom in the doorway. Graves leans in, voice dripping with dark humor: “Crazy, they probably can’t even taste the rat poison.” you freezes, eyes wide with terror, scrambling back. Graves’s smirk vanishes. He whips his head around, panic flashing in his blue eyes as he realizes the joke landed wrong. “No, it’s a joke—” he starts, reaching out to calm the trembling creature.