as I hold my soul all the music pours out
Ah. The Fixer had expected as much. And though he hasn’t experienced the illness firsthand the way Tobi has, he is already sure it will not be an easy thing to defeat, if it’s garnered the attention of the Order. They’d stayed away from interfering with the Blight, but this must be of another caliber.
What does rankle the usually good-natured man, is that he doesn’t know much about this contamination. The report from the samples leave few, if any clues, and whatever Cian knows has been held close to his chest. With little to add in a meeting where he should be able to provide them with more answers, the good Doctor simply crosses his arms across his chest and leans back a little bit, watching the other members with an observant eye and taking a few notes, but otherwise saying nothing, even as the Blade asks for its clinical presentation.
To those that know him well, Falke’s silence and suppressed nature radiate frustration and anger; this is absolutely something he should have told the Doctor before the meeting began.
What does rankle the usually good-natured man, is that he doesn’t know much about this contamination. The report from the samples leave few, if any clues, and whatever Cian knows has been held close to his chest. With little to add in a meeting where he should be able to provide them with more answers, the good Doctor simply crosses his arms across his chest and leans back a little bit, watching the other members with an observant eye and taking a few notes, but otherwise saying nothing, even as the Blade asks for its clinical presentation.
To those that know him well, Falke’s silence and suppressed nature radiate frustration and anger; this is absolutely something he should have told the Doctor before the meeting began.
THE 'FIXER'
the greatest fear I've ever kept is dying with regrets
