remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
I’ve been better could be a signature notion for the whole lot of them – and along the thresholds of her evasion and tightness, he looked away, granting a moment of composition. He’d been hoping the inquiry would spark the explanations, but he should’ve known better than that – he too was well versed in the art of furtive answers and avoidance, dodging or compelling another subject entirely when everything seemed too much. He wouldn’t say anything without her prompting though, and he certainly wasn’t going to give Luka’s semblances away, so he nodded. “I am sorry to hear that.” Because he was – before maneuvering around their chosen area, across stones and rubble, spear clasped in his hand. Unaware of how she marred and bruised her own soul, he couldn’t tell her she had nothing to atone for. Nothing to be ashamed of. Perhaps it might not have mattered, because they all held those ferocities within so tightly and so wound until they became mitigated or doomed.
Instead, he gave her a wide berth to conduct her initial motion. “When you are ready. You have first move.” From there he took a practiced and trained stance, a long breath held in between.
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
