[There had been a letter in their post box that morning, along with a few ads for sales and an electricity bill. Berwald frowned down at the slightly scuffed and stamp encrusted envelope. It looked like it had had a long travel, and there was no return address. Shrugging at the mystery, he went to kitchen to get a knife and slice it open, eyes ( Read more... )

Berwald felt he had been very... reasonable about it all. He'd known Tino didn't want to go but he also knew it was the right thing to do, to free the world of the man only he could witness against. He knew that Tino would always do the right thing. If he'd said yes when Berwald offered to go with him... well, he would have, even if it had meant ( Read more... )