Deimos
At the initial inquiry, he couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose too, unfurling a low grumble that caught and measures exactly how he felt about the constant flow of communication. “Gods,” and he shook his head, reminding himself it was better than congregating time and time again to share the information. “Probably – and it is far easier than attending multitudes of meetings. Wish we had more answers that came along with them though.” Nothing more had been said about crash sites, and some minor notions about plants, spilling across pages where they intersected and wove together into a much larger bramble of the unknown. “We will have things to celebrate soon enough,” and here he snickered, striving to change the subject to something they could at least agree on looking forward to. Maybe that would break apart the heavy weight threatening over shoulders.
But with those notions, he squeezed her fingers, marching onwards as the towering spires came into view again. “I would like to focus on training the soldiers,” at all times; so he arched his brow and looked in her direction, expecting a tease and retort. However, he’d offer an appeal too, always eager to calculate and machinate for impending circumstances. “How would you feel about improving the infirmary? In case these plants, or anything else, brings about more issues?”
But with those notions, he squeezed her fingers, marching onwards as the towering spires came into view again. “I would like to focus on training the soldiers,” at all times; so he arched his brow and looked in her direction, expecting a tease and retort. However, he’d offer an appeal too, always eager to calculate and machinate for impending circumstances. “How would you feel about improving the infirmary? In case these plants, or anything else, brings about more issues?”
what does it mean to look upon a ruin
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
