We can't let her kill them. She could not stay in her seat. The decision they had made could not be changed. They needed, once more, to take her from her position of destruction and subdue her. Her alliance with the Voice, her love for Neron, it was all to the detriment of the people of Halo. I will go to Frey--I-- he sputtered again, his mind spiraling. Eira pressed further into him.
He took a drink that the Sword had offered to him three posts ago, and just sat for a few moments in silence. His mind overworked itself, trying to mull through options. Every so often, Deimos would feel a surge over their bond. It was only a fleeting thing before Noah stifled it again, only partially baked ideas clashing against each other in his overly stressed head. No. I will go to Juniper first. I need to warn her about all of this.
