Syren: really? That's a shame. I've left a few times. Though, usually with my staff or servant. Never with someone who isn't employed by me
Syren: yup... -waits for her to put her hand down so he can try again- so why have you never left the city?
(I don't go by that name anywhere >.< so don't use it. I don't answer to it, I don't call myself that, and as a matter of fact, once I am on my own, I am changing to Syren so that I never have to go by that pitiful excuse of a name again. I am Syren, I have never gone by Brenden since I was born, and I never will. The only people who call me that are family members, and that's because I let them.)
(maybe to you, but I refuse to carry the baggage that comes with that name. And it's supposed to be spelled Brenden.)
Syren: oh really? I had no idea you were adopted. -is centermeters away from her hand- thinks: just a little more...
(gtg, be back later)