Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
Deimos couldn’t say the same; it had occurred in several other instances. “When I was in King’s End, something felt similar with stones.” He just wasn’t certain what to do about the occurrences, other than keeping a constant vigilance and being far more furtive about things going on in in potential, looming presences. Sneaking some cookie dough out of the bowl when Sah wasn’t looking, he munched on it quietly while preparing another batch as the first went into the oven. “I am not certain how to look into it, and I am quite busy here.” Not that he was refusing the semblances, but there were so many other things to do – especially with Halo on the Family’s adversarial list lately. “You are more than welcome to snag and gather information.”
