sah Sah managed to give Noah a thankful look as he was easily invited in. It was a little funny that he'd found himself by the man's side at a crucial life point yet again. The other hunter had been a rock for him since his first season in Caido. The Abandoned could only hope that Noah got something equally valuable out of his friendship. Noah prepared refreshments and the Abandoned sat down robotically when prompted. Sah opened his mouth once before closing it again. It took another try before he finally slumped with a sigh, "I don't think I am." That opened the floodgates, and he roughly ran a hand through his hair. "I just can't stop seeing it...hearing it." The sound of his lightning, the crackling hiss, and then the damning thud. Sah's jaw audibly clenched, "I...the Tournament. Melita. Gods." His head dropped into his hands, palms pressing into his eyes, "I didn't mean to." He never wanted to be a murderer. But he had done it. Accidentally, yes. But he'd committed murder in front of nearly all of Caido. Against one of the Demi-gods even! ~ It took time but the two hunters spoke of their mutual trauma—the pain, fear, and guilt of killing another person. Survival and protection or pure accident, the result was the same. The jagged pieces of the memories were at least temporarily smoothed as the dawn began to rise once more. -[FIN] |
Not all that is fractured is broken
