Re: Fenrir/Rebastan
Rabastan didn't ask what Greyback was thinking of. He knew that smile very well. It was the same smile they all shared when they killed.
He looked at the werewolf, confused. "Marriage? Who the hell brought up marriage?" He might have gotten married, but he'd spent most of his life as single and didn't see marital status had anything to do with killing.
Nodding, he grinned. "Just come and find me when the night starts winding down. We'll have our own party."