and the only solution was to stand and fight
Ah, that had done it. The Sword watched the color drain from the Dragoon’s face with barely disguised amusement. Not offended by the entire notion, after all, it had taken him a firm and committed relationship to even begin discussing children, he tilted his head, waiting for the panic to settle. “I will not speak for her, but it has already happened before with Ronin and Sunjata.” He shrugged his shoulders in a ‘why not’ disposition; he didn’t understand the fathoms and notions behind Safrin’s motivations – but he could hazard a few predictions. “I warned Hadama as well.” Koa could take that information anyway he’d liked.
The quiet murmur gave him pause though – brows furrowing slightly. Deimos could understand those aspects; he’d lost his father young as well, and utilized it almost primarily for a rapacious approach to vengeance and vehemence, while ignoring every other emotion entangled with it. “That is kind of you,” towards the infant being fortunate; the Warden hoped he could be regarded as a decent parent – “But I suppose you need to figure out how you want to tread with her.”
The quiet murmur gave him pause though – brows furrowing slightly. Deimos could understand those aspects; he’d lost his father young as well, and utilized it almost primarily for a rapacious approach to vengeance and vehemence, while ignoring every other emotion entangled with it. “That is kind of you,” towards the infant being fortunate; the Warden hoped he could be regarded as a decent parent – “But I suppose you need to figure out how you want to tread with her.”
DEIMOS
