PHOEBE
Phoebe was glad that Deimos wasn't terribly upset, and nodded silently to his assurances. She wouldn't bother him more, remaining quiet as she helped clean up the mud. Mostly, this consisted of following behind the boys to get the bits that they missed as they diligently completed their tasks. Only once their buckets were filled to the brim with the animated mess did they approach the Sword once more. Cormac, Rhett, and Jax each carefully set their buckets before him, seemingly covered in about as much mud as they had gotten into them. But that was a mess for Phoebe to deal with later. "Here you go, Mr. Deimos. I think we gotted it all." Cormac said dutifully, waiting for the much larger man to approve of their work to make up for the trouble they'd caused.I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
