Of Memories, Destiny and Scorn (Mephilis&loneiysong)

"I stopped being capable of love long ago. I would rather spare her of this, but you say I need her... so she has to see it." Septis says with a growl as he crosses his arms over his chest. "I am not that man anymore, she was better off dead."

"You know, sometimes, I resist the urge to smite you down with my goddess powers. But times like now, you make it so difficult. If I hear you say something so stupid again, I will." She looked him dead in the eye that warned him.

"If you want to smite me." He spoke as he met her gaze with his silverred eyes. "You better do it before I get my body back, because your powers cannot break it." That is Septis, never intimidated, even though as they are now, she could easily destroy him. The threat comes as a surprise to him, he hides the shock well, but her speaking to him like this causes an odd sting in his chest, hurt perhaps?

She growled and looked ahead and didn't say another word for the trip. The Jeep was quiet. Finally Rose fell asleep in the back and curled up shivering.

Septis merely sighed, resting his elbow against the door beside him. Raising up his arm so that he could prop his head against his large hand. Something was eating her up, rather badly, was she truly so concerned over his treatment of this supposed reincarnation? Septis had to keep her away from him, especially if it was true, if it was his dear Saria, he would want her to live happy life, something he felt the was no longer capable of, but as fate would have it, he had to use her to find his body, this was very unsettling for the male.

Rose looked at him and then raised an eyebrow and then frowned.

"You really didn't want to do that...did you?" She asked quietly from the back/

The words from the female in the back would cause Septis to growl in a dark and irritated tone. Everytime she opened her mouth, she sounded more and more like Saria, which made it harder to do what he had to do. With a long, deep sigh, the male replied. "I do what I must, do not concern yourself with my motives, just play your part and I will let you go." Those last three words, caused something of a quake in his chest, a pain he had not felt in ages. This only caused him to become more irritable.