// with our one foot in the grave //
The fury starts to lessen and Astaroth continues his curious watch of her body language as she speaks, trying to seek out the bits and pieces here of what she says, trying to figure out the underlying words she isn’t saying. “The right thing and reckless thing can often cross into becoming one and the same.” He starts to say, clearing his throat as he flashes her a smile. “I believe you are misunderstanding me regarding the situation. The truth of the matter is that while you may be fine with martyring yourself for the greater good on coming into contact with the largest threat thus far, that does not mean that others in that room do not have anything to live for either to make that stand.” Raising his dark brow.
“And perhaps you misunderstand your own importance, Maea, darling. What makes you believe that you are above so many others that the leaders of other regions will tell you what their plans are? As far as I have seen, plenty of regions have started quests to prevent the void from infiltrating pieces of it, our own included.” He pauses with a heavy sigh that edges on the air of a laugh at the insanity of it all. “I am content not knowing because it is none of my business. I will do my due diligence with the Grounds and help whomever else requires it to prevent the threat, but until we know more? That is all we can do.” Shrugging in a way that has the cane clicking against the ground easily, Astaroth cocks his head. “I do not expect other leaders or even Danta to inform me of what is being done. I trust my ruler to do what needs to be done when it must be done. Because at the end of the day, it gets done.”
Shaking off a bit of the stillness of their conversation and the tension in his shoulders, Astaroth moves again to pluck an emerald from the wall before he peers down the two separate tunnels to try and decide which way to start walking. “You will get nowhere by rushing through to the answer.”
“And perhaps you misunderstand your own importance, Maea, darling. What makes you believe that you are above so many others that the leaders of other regions will tell you what their plans are? As far as I have seen, plenty of regions have started quests to prevent the void from infiltrating pieces of it, our own included.” He pauses with a heavy sigh that edges on the air of a laugh at the insanity of it all. “I am content not knowing because it is none of my business. I will do my due diligence with the Grounds and help whomever else requires it to prevent the threat, but until we know more? That is all we can do.” Shrugging in a way that has the cane clicking against the ground easily, Astaroth cocks his head. “I do not expect other leaders or even Danta to inform me of what is being done. I trust my ruler to do what needs to be done when it must be done. Because at the end of the day, it gets done.”
Shaking off a bit of the stillness of their conversation and the tension in his shoulders, Astaroth moves again to pluck an emerald from the wall before he peers down the two separate tunnels to try and decide which way to start walking. “You will get nowhere by rushing through to the answer.”
Astaroth
// while the other one's kicking its way right down to hell //
