Lazarus

He chuckled as her grip tightened. "Don't the trust me?" He grunted, climbing higher and higher. It became colder, and he dropped lower. "So tell me. We're alone up here, is there anybody in Phoenix wing that you do not trust?" He asked boldly. "We are a guild that often gets into trouble. It seems strange, no?" 

Shujin

The master condescended to him a little. "Master, I've not been a guild wizard for long, but what the fuck do you think I have been doing for the past couple of years? I am familiar with both of those cases, however I wasn't assigned to either of them... I did my duty and nothing more." He paused for a moment as if to gather his thoughts. "I am well aware of the consequences of necromancy. Some of the things I have heard are truly horrific, but this girl is nothing in comparison to them." The stranger spoke up. He was glad that the idea was being excepted. However he glared for a moment. He felt a presence which was familiar. "I know you." He grabbed the clothing of the time lord. "Why do I know you?" He was confused, and angry at the same time, but he didn't know why.