|
Having reopened his eyes after bowing, Jyan became momentarily confused when he saw the look of displeasure on Gertrude's face. Hadn't he reported in a timely manner? He mentally shrugged, deciding to let the subject drop. No one possessed the talent of being able to tell what the insane man was thinking, not even he. Jyan's only goal every single day was to stay on his Boss' good side, or something there of. He knew that Gertrude could kill him on a whim and there was probabaly very little he could do about it. The best he would probably be able to do was escape, though the chances of that were very slim, as well.
All this aside, Jyan didn't exactly mind serving underneath his twisted Master. He had nothing better to do and Gertrude's base beneath the sea was extremely comfortable. He doubted that he would be able to live this good roaming the land as a loner. Jyan merely knew that he had to tred lightly. Do that, he things would be just fine.
His narrow, golden eyes darted to the mostly-eaten body laying not too far away and he gave a single nod when Gertrude told him to get rid of it. This wasn't anything new to him, so it was no problem. He remained where he stood as the other man approached and embraced him, unmoving.
Gertrude's words caused his lips to curl upwards into a small smirk. Anytime a reward from his Master was up for grabs, it was usually worth the effort it took to get it. Another nod. "I will take care of it right away," Jyan said as his Leader stepped back. He then began with his given task.
|