I swear I still believe but I don't know
It might not have been his fault but that didn’t stop the guilt, the Star stepping a little closer to Wessex to stand just within the circle of starwhale light. The sternness of her gaze was not wasted on him, though Ronin wasn’t in any state to figure out details or subtleties. So he hinged on her words instead, eyes widening a fraction as she spoke so plainly. Running a hand across his face, his shoulders slumped.
”Damn it all,” he growled softly, looking up into the empty night. ”I didn’t know what preparations had been made. This is...” He shook his head. Not the time, not the place, as Wessex had already indicated.
A humourless smile flickered across his lips. ”Terrible,” he said honestly. ”The monsters wear my daughter’s face, and they know all the right buttons to push. Company is welcome, honestly.”
”Damn it all,” he growled softly, looking up into the empty night. ”I didn’t know what preparations had been made. This is...” He shook his head. Not the time, not the place, as Wessex had already indicated.
A humourless smile flickered across his lips. ”Terrible,” he said honestly. ”The monsters wear my daughter’s face, and they know all the right buttons to push. Company is welcome, honestly.”
the dark star
