Rook headed into Harry's. It had been a while since he'd come here. Hell, after a moment's thought, he realised the last time he'd been in Harry's, Rust had walked over and threatened the small group he was with for... some reason. Whatever reason that had been, the Metalflesh had never actually found out. Maybe Rust just hadn't liked the three Winter Courtiers who had been with him.
That had been a different time. He'd been happier, for a start. He'd been secure in the belief that his family couldn't be touched.
He'd been stupider, and more naive.
"Nice sign, Sam. Makes the place feel just like home," the Metalflesh said, as he walked in. He smiled amicably, even if it seemed a little forced.
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