DEIMOS
Given that he tended to avoid the Hollowed Grounds purposefully, unless something was truly pressing, Deimos already understood the lengths of evasion based on haunting memories and platitudes. There was only so much one could experience and still entertain the semblances of visiting without the nostalgic melancholy suffocating – so he would never ask anything of the Seer to return to the tundra.
Her answer gave him a slight smile, angled in his juvenile way. “The last one was quite sharp,” as the monster laden within hadn’t been culled; still lurking beneath the layers after they’d planted the flower. As to his own busy means and methods, he shrugged, snorting. He’d never done well with sitting still and letting the world pass by – if he’d been given a moment of reprieve and repose, he was going to take actions within it – something that could benefit in the long run, like making gas masks with Sah, or improving upon himself. So that at least, when the next time came, they’d be more prepared and vigilant. “I would not mind the company,” he surmised with the same grin, as they came upon some benches, tables, and chairs. "Anything new in King's End?"
Her answer gave him a slight smile, angled in his juvenile way. “The last one was quite sharp,” as the monster laden within hadn’t been culled; still lurking beneath the layers after they’d planted the flower. As to his own busy means and methods, he shrugged, snorting. He’d never done well with sitting still and letting the world pass by – if he’d been given a moment of reprieve and repose, he was going to take actions within it – something that could benefit in the long run, like making gas masks with Sah, or improving upon himself. So that at least, when the next time came, they’d be more prepared and vigilant. “I would not mind the company,” he surmised with the same grin, as they came upon some benches, tables, and chairs. "Anything new in King's End?"
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
