"Better and then some," Fox admits, and the way his shoulders seem to visibly relax is a big tell towards the reminder at how much better things are now. "I know not everyone felt the same way about it, but for me it was like being cut off from the world and told to like it. And as a bonus, everyone hated you as well." Put simply, absolutely not what had been sold to him, in Fox's opinion.
But hey, why wallow in his own self-pity when he can wallow in Bart's as well? Not that Fox can even call that sort of grief self-pity, and hazel eyes widen at the realisation that he's knee deep in a faux-pas with nowhere to go. "Gods, I'm so sorry," he says, and he means it, the hunter blowing out a long sigh that puffs out his cheeks. "And you're still trying to help out the Ascended, even after that?"
Kudos to him, because he's a more forgiving man than Fox will ever be.
They emerge back out onto the lakeside, and he frowns and watches the ripples along the surface of the water as if expecting some ROUS to jump out. "In your defence," he says, "I don't think the cattle here group together to go out and do murders. So they should be easier to handle."
But hey, why wallow in his own self-pity when he can wallow in Bart's as well? Not that Fox can even call that sort of grief self-pity, and hazel eyes widen at the realisation that he's knee deep in a faux-pas with nowhere to go. "Gods, I'm so sorry," he says, and he means it, the hunter blowing out a long sigh that puffs out his cheeks. "And you're still trying to help out the Ascended, even after that?"
Kudos to him, because he's a more forgiving man than Fox will ever be.
They emerge back out onto the lakeside, and he frowns and watches the ripples along the surface of the water as if expecting some ROUS to jump out. "In your defence," he says, "I don't think the cattle here group together to go out and do murders. So they should be easier to handle."
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
