[Training] fade to indigo

Noah

the truth is what remains
the truth is what you save from the fire

Noah nodded, lifting his hand. It had been enough. The training was good for him, both one on one with Deimos and against the Shields where they started. He closed in, quickly, unwilling to let Deimos slip out without having the conversation that needed to come. ”Deimos,” Noah said, glacier eyes locked in on cerulean, ”I’m sorry for snapping at you, before.” Their last conversation, he meant. As he stopped before the warden, he left his end of the bond open should the Sword come searching. Hurt, misunderstanding, it all laid there plain and open.

”I was angry at Danta for the way he acted, and I was angry at you, but it wasn’t fair the way I responded. I’m sorry for that. But Deimos — you told me to go and talk with Danta, then scolded me when he responded poorly and threw a hissy fit when I turned a mirror on his irresponsible nature.” Yes, Noah had told him he needed to be a better leader, to care about what was happening in the world. He would own that, stand on it forever. But Danta had acted on far more emotion than he had — threatening Noah in the moment, and coming to Deimos like a child over a playground dispute. ”It hurt, Dei.”

you fight for what you love, don't matter if it hurts
you find out what it's worth and you let the rest burn