remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
The Sword, sometimes in large part of a self-sacrificing trait, usually offered to assist. Whether it be in the realm of strength, tenacity, determination, and other feats, scaling heights, snagging at relics, tangling with monsters, most of the time it was to ensure the safety of others. While he’d been working on setting boundaries about how much he extended his efforts, the monolith persisted and continued in some realm of aid, support, and reinforcements. A network of patterns, never quite capable of shaking them away. Though he hadn’t expected the question, regardless. After moving the roping, he glanced at her over his shoulder, the residual arch to his brow still intact. “Many helped me when I first arrived. So I do the same.” Arriving in Halo after multitudes of loss, sick and nearly gone himself, he wouldn’t have made it without close friends, allies, and comrades. Though, he aimed to make a point very clear. “You do not have to stay.” If she was bothered by the notions, she was free to go. There were other warriors requiring his instruction.
Deimos couldn’t stifle the next bout of laughter though at her statement – a loud burst of rumbling contortions that echoed across the stony structure. “I did not offer.” And certainly not after that display on the climbing wall.
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
