sacrifice what you are for what you can become
Henry was not surprised when the taller Ascended appeared - and he hadn't been waiting for too long, either. A smile came to his face and he lifted his chin up. Intrigue glinted in his eyes at the board beneath Bastien's feet, gliding over the ground with no wheels, no wings. It just hovered.
Before any words could be shared between them, Henry realized there was someone else following in Bastien's wake. Henry's smile faded into one of confusion, not because he wasn't fine with Wessex showing up for this but, because he hadn't expected it. He almost asked if something was wrong, his mouth opening to do so, but she spoke and her words cleared things up rather quickly.
"Oh! Yeah!" Henry's expression changed into one of realization, and then he grinned with excitement, glancing away from Wessex and over to Bastien. "She told me she'd tried to start it once already," he explained, "but uh.. I'm here to help you this time, if you'll have me."
He noticed her gesture for him to lead them out into the woodlands, and, dutifully, he turned to the forest. They could certainly walk and talk.
It was dark within the woods and vines crept, curled all around. But they stood before the head of a trail, as was his intention, and he led them through. If he wanted to, he could probably make a home in these woods with how familiar he was with them. As a boy, he would chase snakes through the trees or have stick fights with his brother. Older now, he usually came here to collect mushrooms, to find some peace of mind in the quiet of the trees.
Now, however, he guided Wessex and Bastien with a purpose in his step. He led them along the trail, knowing each bend in it as well as he knew the back of his hand. Once they were further in and the trees crowded around and the sun sank deeper into its set, he pulled the orb out of his coat. Its light illuminated the area around them as they walked through the dark, reflecting along his features.
"So... the Voice said to place it around the perimeter... I figure we can at least take it a ways past the shrine. Or should we go even further, to the end?" He paused to face them a little more as he walked, brows raised. He was fine with whatever they thought, wanting their input on this because, frankly, he only had so much of a clue about how this was going to work.
Before any words could be shared between them, Henry realized there was someone else following in Bastien's wake. Henry's smile faded into one of confusion, not because he wasn't fine with Wessex showing up for this but, because he hadn't expected it. He almost asked if something was wrong, his mouth opening to do so, but she spoke and her words cleared things up rather quickly.
"Oh! Yeah!" Henry's expression changed into one of realization, and then he grinned with excitement, glancing away from Wessex and over to Bastien. "She told me she'd tried to start it once already," he explained, "but uh.. I'm here to help you this time, if you'll have me."
He noticed her gesture for him to lead them out into the woodlands, and, dutifully, he turned to the forest. They could certainly walk and talk.
It was dark within the woods and vines crept, curled all around. But they stood before the head of a trail, as was his intention, and he led them through. If he wanted to, he could probably make a home in these woods with how familiar he was with them. As a boy, he would chase snakes through the trees or have stick fights with his brother. Older now, he usually came here to collect mushrooms, to find some peace of mind in the quiet of the trees.
Now, however, he guided Wessex and Bastien with a purpose in his step. He led them along the trail, knowing each bend in it as well as he knew the back of his hand. Once they were further in and the trees crowded around and the sun sank deeper into its set, he pulled the orb out of his coat. Its light illuminated the area around them as they walked through the dark, reflecting along his features.
"So... the Voice said to place it around the perimeter... I figure we can at least take it a ways past the shrine. Or should we go even further, to the end?" He paused to face them a little more as he walked, brows raised. He was fine with whatever they thought, wanting their input on this because, frankly, he only had so much of a clue about how this was going to work.
HENRY
