They could have sealed the deal in blood and the pact betwixt them would have been just as strong. But the blood could always flow later, Gant would gladly bide his time here. Endless time he had to scheme and frolic before his dissenters while they stood helpless to stop him.

A smile creased him with insatiably wicked delight as he squeezed his partner's palm.

"Needn't worry about that, Freddy... It'll just be like old times." A rustic purr left him as the screech of the train breaks shuddered the car.

"Ravenwood, Ravenwood Stop, all passengers for Ravenwood please depart."

The sensual robotic voice lifted Gant rather gallantly from his seat and there he took the liberty of pulling his old friend up with him.

"Last stop, I take this is yours, isn't it? I have a wave to catch but... what say you and I meet up after your obligations? Then we can better discuss the finer details."