DEIMOS
The laughter, not derisive or dismissive, but approving, ensured the last of his apprehension meandered away from the build of his shoulders. Instead, the crooked edges of the Sword’s smile remained, brow lifting as he listened to the tasks at hand. He might have given a significant look to Evie at the Frey’s Breath portion of the listed necessities, but tucked all the other thoughts back into his mind for later perusals and amusements. And to have the Fangs of all places – still protected and formidable, even after their collapse…
He gave a steady nod, grateful for the opportunities all over again. “Thank you. We will return once everything is finished.” With another inclined, slightly juvenile, grin, they could depart, ensuring that Halo was hustling and bustling once more with the upcoming activities.
{FIN <3}
He was something solid
to lean against
violent and fierce and unmoving
