DEIMOS
It might’ve been a rarer occasion for someone to be empty-handed here, but upon Fox’s approach, perhaps it said more about the man than anything else. Regardless, Deimos left that introspection behind, instead nodding, the gratitude extended in an echo after the Sentinel’s. “Thank you.” Noah’s own statement left the smallest of smiles to curl in the corner of his mouth, eyes flickering down to the hoard of lanterns; but given the attempts, and how many were here wishing for the same thing, his hopes weren’t too high. More questions and quandaries might have been inspired for either the Ancient or demigod, had his eyes not settled immediately on Sunjata, and Ru, thereafter.
Recalling conversations with the Valkyrie not so long ago, and pondering why here would be an opportune time for their silent announcements, he mulishly narrowed his eyes glanced elsewhere. Then there was only the tightening of his jaw, and a long, slow sigh, perhaps half-hoping Ru would’ve figured out how to save herself by now.
Recalling conversations with the Valkyrie not so long ago, and pondering why here would be an opportune time for their silent announcements, he mulishly narrowed his eyes glanced elsewhere. Then there was only the tightening of his jaw, and a long, slow sigh, perhaps half-hoping Ru would’ve figured out how to save herself by now.
i'm in the mood to dissolve in the sky
