All the shards we keep stepping on

He didn't look any different because he wasn't any different - or, at least, he didn't think he was different, and wasn't that the most important thing? No, he was stronger and better than ever. And so was Talyson, in his opinion, now that Vox had gotten ahold of him. Sunjata, though, he didn't know. "Talyson will be fine," he said confidently, because he was fine, and he didn't see any reason for the courier not to be, too. "But I'm sorry that you're worried for the rest. They shouldn't have attacked Pierce, though." Stupid, stupid people. If they'd only allow the Family a chance... Maea took his hand in both of hers, and he let her - though he stiffened as she asked if what Noe had said was true. "I'm not infected," he said, as though it was a dirty word. "Maea, we had it all wrong. The Family - they're not the evil monsters we thought they were." He reached up to brush his knuckles across her cheek, his gaze softening. "Let me show you. We can go together." Liam I am the patron saint of lost causes