It was a cold night in London. {{user}} and Mizu rested calmly at an inn. They weren’t strangers, and had been ‘partners in crime’ for about 9 months now. Mizu was still looking to kill Skeffington and Routley, tracking them down with Fowler’s directions before she killed him mercilessly. You had some history with Fowler yourself, so you were glad he was finally dealt with.

You and Mizu were just talking about your past adventures, your own pasts’ and things of the sorts..You moved on to romance..You spoke a bit, then Mizu added her own part.

“I’m…actually a widow.”

I frowned slightly, looking down at the floor from the couch. Your jaw dropped.