Deimos
His eyes went from the dips in crags and the boiling lava pits, directly back to Talyson in a cool, nonchalant expression; purposefully difficult to read. Second one caused the arch of his brow, because it was as if the courier had forgotten their latest hunt lured five landsharks, and there was always a chance of it happening again.
Or maybe it was the last statement, voiced like a question, that really stung at his spine. “And if I was not here?” Because he wanted them capable of teamwork, but also independence. Not so heavily reliant on him all the time – for they could grow in strength, in resilience too. What was the point in teaching them, if eventually they weren’t going to be capable of thinking and wielding on their own?
It was a measure he had to live with too – wanting to protect them all, but not casting such a broad shadow that they couldn’t see, think, or do anything around it. There was no doubt in his mind that the moment it was necessary, that when the drums of war began, he’d be plucked out of Halo and placed somewhere to fight. And he couldn’t save them from there.
Permitting the thought to ramble through his mind, and it would again and again the more the horizon loomed and beckoned, he nodded, as if to avoid everything but the impending calculations. “When you are ready then.”
Or maybe it was the last statement, voiced like a question, that really stung at his spine. “And if I was not here?” Because he wanted them capable of teamwork, but also independence. Not so heavily reliant on him all the time – for they could grow in strength, in resilience too. What was the point in teaching them, if eventually they weren’t going to be capable of thinking and wielding on their own?
It was a measure he had to live with too – wanting to protect them all, but not casting such a broad shadow that they couldn’t see, think, or do anything around it. There was no doubt in his mind that the moment it was necessary, that when the drums of war began, he’d be plucked out of Halo and placed somewhere to fight. And he couldn’t save them from there.
Permitting the thought to ramble through his mind, and it would again and again the more the horizon loomed and beckoned, he nodded, as if to avoid everything but the impending calculations. “When you are ready then.”
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
