To say that he didn’t want to deal with Wessex in any capacity was an understatement. He had little interest in hearing her give herself more airs, but there was a confrontation brewing, and as a Loreseeker he couldn’t avoid it. Nor could he leave his friends and allies to face her alone, if that was what they chose to do. He made his way slowly through the Sanctuary, perhaps not last but certainly among the latecomers as he stepped into the Temple and leaned back against the wall beside the door, blue eyes raking those already gathered. He wore the magic mirror upon his chest, a glass adornment that oddly didn’t reflect the light of the room but rather the inside of a farmhouse near the fields, but was otherwise dressed plainly in his usual garb. He saw Amalia at the front, brave and strong, and Demios and Kiada standing over by Hotaru and Rexanna. Sam was with a man who he assumed to be Nate, also near the back, and Jigano tilted his head to nod at the redhead, and to Aonghas who was also nearby.
There were no groups he felt comfortable joining, however, his own actions having isolated him, at least in his own mind. The family he had once told Loren that he had found had fallen apart, and he didn’t know if it would ever be built up again as strong as it had once been. Then, too, if trouble was going to fall on his head he didn’t want to endanger anyone else, and so he stood alone near the door, hiding his tension behind an outwardly-calm mask of indifference. Loren was there ahead of him, on the other side of the wide doors, and Jigano gave him a crooked smile and a faint pulse through the Attuned bond. You too, huh?
There were no groups he felt comfortable joining, however, his own actions having isolated him, at least in his own mind. The family he had once told Loren that he had found had fallen apart, and he didn’t know if it would ever be built up again as strong as it had once been. Then, too, if trouble was going to fall on his head he didn’t want to endanger anyone else, and so he stood alone near the door, hiding his tension behind an outwardly-calm mask of indifference. Loren was there ahead of him, on the other side of the wide doors, and Jigano gave him a crooked smile and a faint pulse through the Attuned bond. You too, huh?
