[RQ] in the dust

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame “I understand that, but losing you would not have been helpful either.” He glanced back her way, very clear and certain in his beliefs, gaze pinpointed on her, before sweeping back to the landscape. While all Shields had taken up that code of protection and defenses, it didn’t mean senseless and ineffectual sacrifices. What would’ve been the purpose of being in the direct line of fire, when she could’ve easily done so from around a defended corner? Or striving to ensure their citizens weren’t in jeopardy? If those walls had come down… His jaw clenched, and he moved forward. A nod of his head indicated he’d heard her apologies, whether or not she meant them would be clear in days and seasons to follow. Drawing closer to one of those damned and cursed daisies, he wrinkled his nose at it, staring at its existence from a safe distance away, as if its entity offended him. In a way, it did; but he’d have to manage his ire. Beginning to muster his earth magic to take root and hold of the plant, and its general surroundings, he circumvented attention and focus from one to the other. “What happened with the gate?” master of nothing place; of recoil and grace