Harper
I'm as calm as a baby lamb
always being led
Mittens has had a sour disposition since the day Harper met him - it? - and it's easy to ignore the companion's grumping when Lena's cheeks are still wet, her hands trembling around the blooms in her lap. Harper's heart twists painfully. They've all been worrying about Dahlia and this omnipresent voice everyone is hearing, but what about the people of Stormbreak? The people who can't leave everything behind even for fear? He can't help but make it personal given he knows so many people in Stormbreak, but the whole of Caido is failing them, and it's difficult to swallow. always being led
Harper's frown is severe, and clearly paranoid. "She was having romantic trouble, but she loved Stormbreak more than anything. I just...can't believe that. Not when nobody can get in touch with her." In fact he refuses to believe it at all until Sohalia tells him directly. After how hurt she'd been when Jude hadn't written her in his absence, and her knowledge of Phoebe and Maeve's own disappearances, Harper knows she wouldn't leave without a letter. Even if it was only to him. His grim certainty is apparent in the bond, the boulder in the core of his stomach that keeps him hunting.
But right now, Lena's anxiety is all he can actively help with. "You were around her? I know you were on Sohalia's council, but I don't think you should stay on it. I don't want you to get hurt," he confesses, blue eyes guileless and expression tense with worry.
I'm as blue as blood
before the blood runs red
before the blood runs red
