// with our one foot in the grave //
He thinks for a moment that he’s getting somewhere with her when she grows speechless, only to find that she’s latched onto one thing in particular that she cannot get past. And while he scouts out the tunnels, wondering if it’s even worth it anymore, her voice reaches him however quivering it may be. But Astaroth isn’t in the position right now to offer sympathies. Only truths and facts of what he knows and has experienced. “Maea, darling, you must look at it objectively. Take your feelings out of it.” He half turns to her as she starts to walk away, his voice rising to follow after her to see if she may return to the conversation when she’s done being a child.
“You are not a leader. You are not one of those strong warriors fighting amongst the sands in Torchline weeks ago. Does a fly actively seek out a battle with a spider? No. Because it understands the threat.” To be caught up early is to die. “What I am saying is that just because you do not see progress or work between the regions for the threat, does not mean that it is not happening.” And he pauses, because he knows he’s dancing a treacherous line, but one he feels important. “You harbor trust issues and a belief that only you can save all of us. It will get you killed.” He turns more fully now, whether or not she’s vanished back into the tunnel before he continues to speak after her.
“Do you understand that Dantalion harbors deep seated trust issues as well, but he can play the part, because he spent decades doing just that for survival. He knows when to trust those around him and when to keep things close to his chest.” Regardless if she believed him or not, Astaroth knew. He’d seen it time and time again. He cannot say much for the other leaders, having not known them the way he knows the Maverick, but he offers what he can.
“You are not a leader. You are not one of those strong warriors fighting amongst the sands in Torchline weeks ago. Does a fly actively seek out a battle with a spider? No. Because it understands the threat.” To be caught up early is to die. “What I am saying is that just because you do not see progress or work between the regions for the threat, does not mean that it is not happening.” And he pauses, because he knows he’s dancing a treacherous line, but one he feels important. “You harbor trust issues and a belief that only you can save all of us. It will get you killed.” He turns more fully now, whether or not she’s vanished back into the tunnel before he continues to speak after her.
“Do you understand that Dantalion harbors deep seated trust issues as well, but he can play the part, because he spent decades doing just that for survival. He knows when to trust those around him and when to keep things close to his chest.” Regardless if she believed him or not, Astaroth knew. He’d seen it time and time again. He cannot say much for the other leaders, having not known them the way he knows the Maverick, but he offers what he can.
Astaroth
// while the other one's kicking its way right down to hell //
