He didn't hesitate and spoke with the conviction of a man who was about to embark on his life's most important mission.
"Jasmine said she's ready. I must work hard to turn a lovely girl into a good woman."
Ayame's expression instantly turned ice-cold and judgmental. She gave him a slow, deliberate side-eye that spoke volumes about her opinion of his task.
"I see."
"Want to join?" Quinlan asked, not missing a beat.
The oriental beauty was not swayed. "No, I'm tired. I don't have an endless libido like a certain someone. I want to take a nice bath and relax. I need to conserve my energy for the hunt."
That earned the samurai a questioning look.
"I plan to begin at dawn because that foul-mouthed cunt seems very determined, somehow even more than usual. I already know she's planning to risk it all many, many times on this journey just to get as strong as possible. If I fall behind her, I will not be able to look in the mirror. It might just have to be seppuku time."
