OOCI was away for the Holy Week. I'm sorry for the prolonged absence ;(
"What is it with the female population and their incessant need to mock me with their miserable failures?" Aelobius had his back against Amireh, but he was certainly well aware that she was back. He didn't give her time to speak. "I suppose you now want to demand that you need to be my apprentice after suffering through a lost limb?" He chuckled madly, and those ha ha ha's resonated in Amireh's ears. The haunted feeling was back, like a bucket of Avanthal frost running down her spine. "You would like to be rewarded for surviving, for living, is that it? Huh?" He turned and faced her. Aelobius was much more... decayed this time around, "Or for that matter!" He haughtily raised is voice, "Am I the type to accept someone so poorly skilled! I have seen carpets do better magic than you, Amireh Vistas."
He remembered her, of course he would. She was the only one who managed to live, never mind that it was only under his providence. He made the void that cut her arm after all, and if he didn't shut the hole, Amireh would have been pulled back into oblivion. Of course, the part where Aelobius was, in the first place, responsible for Amireh's journey into the void was another matter entirely.
Was she still sure of her decision? The fear, the hatred, the crazed antics - were they still worth it? How many limbs would she have to lose this time around? Aelobius would let her speak her piece, and while his gaze was nowhere near blasé it wasn't seething with rage anymore. Had he lost his ferocity, Amireh would wonder...
"You know Amireh," and it was actually a surprise that she was addressed by her name. That was certainly an improvement from being called shyke or ugly. "I think it was a mistake to let you live. Maaaybe. Maybe not." He waited for her response, before continuing, "I wish I could locate that thing." He referenced the monster that slashed her arm into strings of bleeding meat. In this case he would like to locate it just to feed the rest of Amireh's body to whatever-it-was. "Unfortunately the one thing that could possibly locate it is now gone." He continued, angrily muttering between his gritting teeth, "It has been... stolen... by. a. stupid. powerless. good for nothing mage who managed to outwit Lector Qiao." He irritably clattered his teeth. What Amireh didn't know was that Aelobius was the one sent after the thief known as Jilitse, who was brave enough to try and steal books from the Great Library and was, for some yet to be twigged reason, successful in doing so. Aelobius fingered the beads wrapped around in his wrist, the same ones that shared intimacy with her throat. "Poor, poor, Amaryllis. Though one would be curious as to what someone like her would want with something that exists within the Void."
Aelobius was now immersed in resentment, nearly forgetting that Amireh was still around. Something about his self-absorption into fury - which was actually kind of relief for the Nuit was at least angry at something else other than the mixed breed human. In way, seeing Aelobius conflicted was also rewarding for Amireh. Like she survived all that in anticipation of this moment. It would take more than courage to carry on a conversation with the Nuit. By this time Amireh know the man's quirks, but whether she knows him well enough so as to not burst his bubbles was, again, another matter entirely.