Flora could have her dramatics, but Deimos wouldn’t flicker into them. Instead, his jaw clenched slightly harder, and his eyes narrowed, as if studying the map more would ensure the answer to all their problems would simply pop out of it. They knew what they had to do, for now, and presently they were angling for fortune and luck, and passing information to those who would choose action and substance over whittling and wandering. “It is concerning,” especially for those, like himself, who would have to be journeying to Starfall shortly. “But if we can manage to reclaim some of these…,” then perhaps the Family would be weaker. If they could be strong and enduring against something new and foreign, rather than crumbling.
The tree had given him pause too, but some amount of trust had lingered in prior experiences – perhaps in regards to those like Vi, who had once told them to go forth and plant things intentionally. “I hope not.” He perused through the mental image of the pods he’d held and placed into the soil along the Barrows. “But they did not seem to have any sign of the void? And we have done similar things in the past.” He wouldn’t disregard her rightful concern, and rather strive for confidence in their actions – because if it was the former, then they would’ve committed some grave error. The spread would go even farther – an all-consuming substance.
At the offer, he tried to break out of the machinations and dread flooding through his mind again. “Thank you. It is appreciated.” And at least something to rely upon, when so many other sentiments felt wholly out of their grasp. "Let us know if Torchline needs anything." Though it seemed they were nearly completed after orb revelations and transactions.
The tree had given him pause too, but some amount of trust had lingered in prior experiences – perhaps in regards to those like Vi, who had once told them to go forth and plant things intentionally. “I hope not.” He perused through the mental image of the pods he’d held and placed into the soil along the Barrows. “But they did not seem to have any sign of the void? And we have done similar things in the past.” He wouldn’t disregard her rightful concern, and rather strive for confidence in their actions – because if it was the former, then they would’ve committed some grave error. The spread would go even farther – an all-consuming substance.
At the offer, he tried to break out of the machinations and dread flooding through his mind again. “Thank you. It is appreciated.” And at least something to rely upon, when so many other sentiments felt wholly out of their grasp. "Let us know if Torchline needs anything." Though it seemed they were nearly completed after orb revelations and transactions.
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
