How do I keep myself from fallin' apart when I ain't never felt part of a whole?
She remains solitary and focused entirely on her fiance, grateful for the fact that nobody present seems keen on challenging her for her attention. Though she doesn't agree with all of the points presented, she can equally see the benefit of protecting the Barrows and the Refuge. If the Family won't be kept out either way it would be helpful to keep the void creatures away from the residents who cannot defend themselves with magic or shifts if they did attack. Though she nods her head - visibly, but mostly to herself - when Thorn's murmured comment of discomfort arises quietly from the crowd.
Her lips purse subtly when Sunjata reveals the fact that they are both now defacto Family detectors. She doesn't want people to ask how. Doesn't want to talk about any of it really. And lately the Valkyrie doesn't want to be helpful. She wants to tear apart the man who killed her daughter with her bare hands and then somehow shove everyone she loves into a single room and let the world burn outside until it figures its own shit out. Alas, this is why Sunjata is Archon and not her - and for good reason. But as his eyes move to her and he asks her directly, the prickly spines and scales of defensiveness soften and slide away.
Being the deciding vote is not any less intimidating on her behalf. But she isn't the leader here. The blame will fall less heavily on her shoulders than his if things go wrong - and that's all that really matters to her. Whether she truly agrees or not doesn't if it means sparing him the looming terror of that doubt and all the ghosts it drags with it. "I will concede and agree with protecting the Barrows." But that is all she will say on the matter. The rest can fall on feigned deaf ears until the meeting concludes.
Her lips purse subtly when Sunjata reveals the fact that they are both now defacto Family detectors. She doesn't want people to ask how. Doesn't want to talk about any of it really. And lately the Valkyrie doesn't want to be helpful. She wants to tear apart the man who killed her daughter with her bare hands and then somehow shove everyone she loves into a single room and let the world burn outside until it figures its own shit out. Alas, this is why Sunjata is Archon and not her - and for good reason. But as his eyes move to her and he asks her directly, the prickly spines and scales of defensiveness soften and slide away.
Being the deciding vote is not any less intimidating on her behalf. But she isn't the leader here. The blame will fall less heavily on her shoulders than his if things go wrong - and that's all that really matters to her. Whether she truly agrees or not doesn't if it means sparing him the looming terror of that doubt and all the ghosts it drags with it. "I will concede and agree with protecting the Barrows." But that is all she will say on the matter. The rest can fall on feigned deaf ears until the meeting concludes.
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