[se] knee deep in forest rivers

Deimos Still dubious and uncertain when the niceties persisted, rather than both pulling away the masks and reveling in their animosity, his eyes narrowed and he looked downward, beginning to sketch and outline the prior star. Charcoal lines made quick work of the disturbing layers to the creature, joining the likes of others from information gathered months, seasons, or even weeks prior. Perhaps they hadn’t discussed things in well over a year, unless leader meetings mattered, and even then, he’d been certain Evie had been ensuring neither of them were near one another. He grumbled something in return, jotting down additional notes on the side. Eventually, he raised his head from the concentrated efforts, the nonchalance and impassiveness remaining, even as he stood unyielding and taut. “Unfortunate. At least you were not hit as hard as Torchline.” Docks could be rebuilt, as could markets, without too much preamble. He nearly asked about Ru, but then figured he could just inquire to her directly, and let it fade from his mind. Instead, his jaw clenched and he stared out over the river for a moment, a long consideration drawn along his machinations. “Have you seen any more of these void creatures?” Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime