[ME] Midwinter Conference

DEIMOS

ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood

Were he not in a very dour mood he might’ve agreed with Flora on the subject of less meetings (if they never had one again the Sword would be content). On the whole though, the moment Dahlia slipped away, he eased a sigh of relief. Turning to Danta, he nodded, figuring the Ancient could come find him later for the jacket request and ensemble, before hastening towards the door – extending a vague wave to anyone nearby. Entirely done with the matters at hand, especially after the latest debacle, his main mission was to find the rest of his family, and return home at the earliest convenience.

[Deimos out!]

watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same