a silent film he'd watched a thousand times before
Marcus found himself studying Grimm’s response as carefully as he had studied the sanctuary below. The other eagle carried authority easily, but there was something else threaded through it. It was restrained. He did not waste words. He did not offer explanation freely. It wasn’t the comfortable kind of silence that he often found himself in when he was with his father or Deimos, but a silence pulled tight between them in what Marcus wondered was an attempt to keep control of the situation.
Marcus shifted slightly on the ledge, talons scraping stone in a quiet, grounding sound. Was that what this was? Not suspicion for suspicion’s sake, but protection. Of the Celestine, of course as the Caretaker, but perhaps of himself too. Maybe the gruffness wasn’t hostility. Maybe it was habit. Maybe it was what you built around yourself when the world had fallen once already, and you intended to make sure it never did again. He recognized it from Ravenna. From the way she used her attitude to shield herself from pain and suffering, having had it laced so intricately through her history.
So Marcus released the small feeling of indignation that had started to bloom into something warmer, softer. No longer submissive, but kind in its truest form. Are you doing ok?
Marcus shifted slightly on the ledge, talons scraping stone in a quiet, grounding sound. Was that what this was? Not suspicion for suspicion’s sake, but protection. Of the Celestine, of course as the Caretaker, but perhaps of himself too. Maybe the gruffness wasn’t hostility. Maybe it was habit. Maybe it was what you built around yourself when the world had fallen once already, and you intended to make sure it never did again. He recognized it from Ravenna. From the way she used her attitude to shield herself from pain and suffering, having had it laced so intricately through her history.
So Marcus released the small feeling of indignation that had started to bloom into something warmer, softer. No longer submissive, but kind in its truest form. Are you doing ok?
marcus olson
