Xaloc nodded thinking of the quiet, strange and stable relationship he shared with Tafari, "Yes. He does not talk much but he is always there. He would die for me. When it gets too hard, he keeps me sane. He is kin…" A small smile appeared on Xaloc's lips, "He is very strange though. He had been through some painful sh*t and yet, he bears no hate. Even in his dark night, he had never subconsciously prayed for me. So kind to those who hurt him. Just strange. But if you see him on the battlefield, he is a killing machine, completely deserves to be a descendant of Death. Amazing...What!" Xaloc paused at the look that Jamal was giving him.
Jamal smiled widely, "Nothing. I just can't wait to meet my brother-in-law."
