[ME] Midwinter Conference

// you knew who I was //

Well, you see? All's well that ends well.

Parting his lips to speak only to hear Hadama's voice come out instead, the Maverick tilts his head at the Tidebreaker curiously for a long few moments, before deciding that the Reaper's presence has caused enough of a stir without him ruffling any more feathers.

Yet.

Instead, clearing his throat and promising to have more than a few words with his own Ambassador when the time is right, he steps away from the fire and gestures for Dahlia to enter the room properly and sit - and for the rest of them to do the same.

"Deimos, much as I appreciate your infant on display, I fear that if he interrupts this meeting, I will also start to bawl," he drawls to the Sword. "Besides, only one Warden is needed to speak and listen, no?"

And would you look at that - even the seemingly laissez-faire Maverick can give a code for haha get your child out of danger.

"Anyway - this meeting is to improve and strengthen relations between all of us, or so Kiada will have you believe, since I had her read the letter she wrote to me. I for one want to know if there's any way Ancients can have a little home-away-from-home in Halo."

Dantalion

// with every step that I ran to you //