how can you rise
if you have not burned?
It is all she knows how to do, in moments like these. Hide the pain behind jokes, even when she should be feeling something. Gods, she’d done a good job, hadn’t she? Turned herself into The Scythe so fully that she barely thought twice about burning people alive. The thing that hurt more than realizing how little it affected her.”Did you know they had a son?” she asks, her voice soft. There’s so much she doesn’t know about the family dynamic, though maybe now she needs to. It hadn’t felt like her business before, but maybe it had been. Maybe she’d been wrong to be so accepting without more questions.
She can’t bring him any comfort when it comes to Neron though. ”Yea,” she says, grabbing his hand and giving it a squeeze. She won’t lie to him and tell him it’s going to be okay. It’s not a conversation she’s necessarily looking forward to having, either, though dealing with Neron will be easier than Zariah.
Nodding at the mention of disagreements, a rather rueful smile crosses her face. ”Oh I am sure. I wonder how long it will take the Captain to regret her decision to back me.” They were not going to see eye to eye on some things, but hopefully they could find some balance.
She takes a breath. ”I need to talk to Morgan, and Korbin, and probably sleep so I can actually think. I am making no promises, but currently, I do not intend to remove you from your position.” She may find she had no choice, but perhaps it could be temporary. Though she was willing to stick up for Loren, who did not truly deserve to be lumped into his family.
He pulls away again, and for a moment she gives him space, though it is short lived. As he pulls his knees into his chest, she tucks herself up on the bed, sliding over to wrap her arms around him and pull him close. ”Hey. It’s all gone to shit, trust me, I know. But we’ll figure it out.”
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