// you can't keep a secret if it never was a secret to start —
Luckily for him, Thorn doesn’t recognize Deimos due to the fact he’s here in Stormbreak. He recognizes him because of where he’s from and the places he’s been outside of it – after all, much like Deimos, this is a recent feat, being able to come to the floating city in the first place. “Ah, perfect.” Thorn chirps at the agreement, drifting a hint closer.
“Hawthorn Mercer.” He announces his full name, wondering if perhaps it might click a little bit more. “My family is from Halo. I left a few years ago.” Longer than a few years, realistically, but the point is the same. His parents are from there, still live amongst them with their lumber business. His father, a hardened man with very strong opinions versus the soft gentleness of his mother who would want nothing to do with getting on his father’s bad side.
Ah well, at least the business was good for them.
“Hawthorn Mercer.” He announces his full name, wondering if perhaps it might click a little bit more. “My family is from Halo. I left a few years ago.” Longer than a few years, realistically, but the point is the same. His parents are from there, still live amongst them with their lumber business. His father, a hardened man with very strong opinions versus the soft gentleness of his mother who would want nothing to do with getting on his father’s bad side.
Ah well, at least the business was good for them.
thorn
— at least pretend you didn't wanna get caught,
we're concentrating on falling apart //
we're concentrating on falling apart //
