It was hard to argue for the other side when he agreed so strongly with Loren's words and the anger that came with them, agreement that echoed through the Attuned bond as the dragon tilted his wings around the hole in the ice, following its edges as they spoke. What will you do if you find the Ascended souls? he asked instead, following the trail of what-ifs and future plans as a momentary distraction from the past that they couldn't change.
It was only a moment, though. Only delaying the inevitable. Tarasha's official membership in the Loreseekers was a brief flicker of relief and joy that was quickly washed away by the cost of that day, so much heavier than anyone could be expected to bear alone. The litany of loss and the recap of the day's tragedies were as familiar to Jigano as his own heartbeat, though the names of Phoebe's nephews added to the mix brought a stir of shock and unhappiness. He turned leisurely on a wing tip, dropping a little below Loren's height and then stroking the air swiftly, coming up beneath the goose with a gentle croon of reassurance, so Loren could rest on his shoulders if he wanted to. You move too quickly from 'we' to 'my', he said, understanding in his mental voice. It is as much mine and Remi and Ronin's failures for not going to fight the monster, too. It is all of our faults, for not seeing it coming and moving to stop it sooner. At least you tried. He sighed, a gust of cool air that was downright toasty compared to Halo's frigid summer. I do not know what to say, either. But... I do not want you to think you are alone, or that your pain is not seen. If there is some way I can help ease your heart, I would like to try.
It was only a moment, though. Only delaying the inevitable. Tarasha's official membership in the Loreseekers was a brief flicker of relief and joy that was quickly washed away by the cost of that day, so much heavier than anyone could be expected to bear alone. The litany of loss and the recap of the day's tragedies were as familiar to Jigano as his own heartbeat, though the names of Phoebe's nephews added to the mix brought a stir of shock and unhappiness. He turned leisurely on a wing tip, dropping a little below Loren's height and then stroking the air swiftly, coming up beneath the goose with a gentle croon of reassurance, so Loren could rest on his shoulders if he wanted to. You move too quickly from 'we' to 'my', he said, understanding in his mental voice. It is as much mine and Remi and Ronin's failures for not going to fight the monster, too. It is all of our faults, for not seeing it coming and moving to stop it sooner. At least you tried. He sighed, a gust of cool air that was downright toasty compared to Halo's frigid summer. I do not know what to say, either. But... I do not want you to think you are alone, or that your pain is not seen. If there is some way I can help ease your heart, I would like to try.
