[Espy]

Not as if I didn't used to be able to talk... Cu thought back to a certain battle, while lifting up the bottom of his hood to expose his deeply-scarred throat. The skin around the puckered scar had stayed mangled for years, and still was. It had very nearly ended his bounty-hunting career, and more than that.

Lucien... Cu shrugged. He'd only just met the swordsman. No telling whether the man was good or bad. But then again, it wasn't so easy to tell in this day.