there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in
Henry falters at the statement, pausing to look the demigod up and down. It's true, Henry didn't exactly set out here to try and find anyone, least of all this guy. It's a bit late to turn around and leave, though, and he finds that he doesn't really want to do that anyway. So he just shrugs. "I've seen enough death to not be afraid of it anymore," he remarks dismissively, and perhaps to let Remi know that it's not out of ignorance that he remains.
His smile immediately lessens at Remi's answer, to which he lowers the hammer and suddenly feels guilty for helping at all. But he should've known, he supposes, and he looks down at the tool in his hands thoughtfully. "'s a bit cruel, isn't it?" He says quietly.
"So is that why you're here? To keep the Ascended away from the Greatwood?" He lifts his gaze up to Remi, "I thought all of that was beginning to be water under the bridge... why do this now?"
His smile immediately lessens at Remi's answer, to which he lowers the hammer and suddenly feels guilty for helping at all. But he should've known, he supposes, and he looks down at the tool in his hands thoughtfully. "'s a bit cruel, isn't it?" He says quietly.
"So is that why you're here? To keep the Ascended away from the Greatwood?" He lifts his gaze up to Remi, "I thought all of that was beginning to be water under the bridge... why do this now?"
HENRY
