Rhiannon
Rhiannon would either fall in line or she wouldn’t, and she had yet to determine which she was favoring. On the one hand, Halo and the Shields were all she’d ever known, but on the other… she was starting to think she wasn’t cut out for taking orders. Still, that was a consideration for another time, and perhaps a conversation for another person. She couldn’t imagine telling Deimos of all people that she didn’t want to follow his lead. And it wasn’t that, exactly - she admired the man, and his leadership - but a general restlessness that seemed to drive her beyond Halo more and more these days.
But for now, at least, Halo was home, and she really didn’t have a desire to change that in any concrete sense, so the conversation moved along and she went with it. With the flower extracted from the ground, Rhi held out the jar and waited for the cursed flora to be deposited. ”That might be helpful,” she agreed. Especially for people like her, who had little to no actual combat experience, so that they weren’t put on the spot the next time something like this happened.
But for now, at least, Halo was home, and she really didn’t have a desire to change that in any concrete sense, so the conversation moved along and she went with it. With the flower extracted from the ground, Rhi held out the jar and waited for the cursed flora to be deposited. ”That might be helpful,” she agreed. Especially for people like her, who had little to no actual combat experience, so that they weren’t put on the spot the next time something like this happened.
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