If you're caught in the shadow then turn around
If you hear my voice, follow the sound
'Cause I'm here to guide you home
If you hear my voice, follow the sound
'Cause I'm here to guide you home
It was perhaps not the resounding 'yes!' she had hoped for. But it was an acceptance, however tentative, and Seren would rejoice later, when realization sunk in that her party of two had grown into a party of three. With one or two people more, this quest might be doable after all.
Yet she did not feel she could celebrate too loudly yet. Not here, before a man who was already tensing up and sinking into himself. A volcano seething on the inside, its brittle walls constantly crumbling and rebuilding. Deimos had insisted that there was nothing troubling him, but the longer time Seren spent with him, the more she doubted his words. She wanted to ask again, poke and prod until he answered; but intuition whispered that this was not the way to go.
"Thank you," she said instead, trying to keep the concern from coloring her tone too obviously. "I will let you know when we are ready to move forward with this, then. And if you know others who can be trusted to come along, I would appreciate any suggestions."
Slowing down to a halt, she hunched down and smoothed out a piece of sand. Thinking first to write lists of things to do, her fingers only doodled nonsense patterns instead. It was difficult to focus, when all her thoughts circled back to whatever was weighing on Deimos' mind.
"Is there anything I can do for you in return?" she asked eventually, and glanced up. "I'm asking such a big favor of you, after all. It would only be fair for you to do the same."
She was not repeating herself. Just stretching out a hand, offering support if it was wanted.
Yet she did not feel she could celebrate too loudly yet. Not here, before a man who was already tensing up and sinking into himself. A volcano seething on the inside, its brittle walls constantly crumbling and rebuilding. Deimos had insisted that there was nothing troubling him, but the longer time Seren spent with him, the more she doubted his words. She wanted to ask again, poke and prod until he answered; but intuition whispered that this was not the way to go.
"Thank you," she said instead, trying to keep the concern from coloring her tone too obviously. "I will let you know when we are ready to move forward with this, then. And if you know others who can be trusted to come along, I would appreciate any suggestions."
Slowing down to a halt, she hunched down and smoothed out a piece of sand. Thinking first to write lists of things to do, her fingers only doodled nonsense patterns instead. It was difficult to focus, when all her thoughts circled back to whatever was weighing on Deimos' mind.
"Is there anything I can do for you in return?" she asked eventually, and glanced up. "I'm asking such a big favor of you, after all. It would only be fair for you to do the same."
She was not repeating herself. Just stretching out a hand, offering support if it was wanted.
Seren
