JUDE
the light of dawn is coming
Jude doesn't answer, because he can't. He wants to hold onto his anger, his hurt, his loneliness - but all of the right he had to those emotions feels robbed in the face of Edmund having the perfect reason for having stayed gone. So how does Jude let them go now? When he still hasn't managed to let go of those same feelings for Maeve?
Looking at the bodies is too hard, so Jude focuses on Edmund instead. Bile stings at the back of his throat from the smell of iron in the air, but he can't let it show. Can't risk Edmund thinking Jude is scared of him, or judges him for protecting himself.
"I know a Dragoon," he offers, voice sounding far-away to his own ears. "We could report it...officially." Tie up all the loose ends in a neat little bow and move on. "Say it was anti-Ancient sentiment, or so we thought." It would be reasonable for them to be scattered and confused if they'd been attacked. Still, Jude's arms come up to wrap around himself, feeling cold and adrift in his own emotions that he tries to shove down for the sake of planning his brother's way out of this.
Looking at the bodies is too hard, so Jude focuses on Edmund instead. Bile stings at the back of his throat from the smell of iron in the air, but he can't let it show. Can't risk Edmund thinking Jude is scared of him, or judges him for protecting himself.
"I know a Dragoon," he offers, voice sounding far-away to his own ears. "We could report it...officially." Tie up all the loose ends in a neat little bow and move on. "Say it was anti-Ancient sentiment, or so we thought." It would be reasonable for them to be scattered and confused if they'd been attacked. Still, Jude's arms come up to wrap around himself, feeling cold and adrift in his own emotions that he tries to shove down for the sake of planning his brother's way out of this.
ready to return everything the darkness stole
