who we are and all that we're trying to be
Useful for battles, or for any other ridiculous situations they found themselves in. He said nothing of the cataclysms across the Hollowed Grounds, of the toils and tribulations they’d all brought upon themselves at some point or another. Perhaps in Halo they thought smarter, much like within the Basin, utilizing their schemes and strategies for something other than impulsive, impetuous maneuvers. They were often too caught in the moment here, stretched beyond their means in one capacity or another – prepared for completely different alterations, despite experience after experience. So he nodded, his eyes cast directly upon Zuriel, whose haughty indignation towards him said all he needed to know.
Her answer to his question however, brought conclusions and possibilities back to focus. The confidence resounding from the Captain was something he’d expect from a warrior, borne from battles, from hardships, from training, where a majority of those underlying apprehensions and misgivings were numbed away. So he loaded the wood into the wagon again, his head tilted a fraction. “Do you find it necessary now?” Quiet and careful, a neutral tone – only having heard the latest of magical trainings expositions from Weaver – something about released ursurs upon fledgling enchantment users. Asinine, but a typical Zariah move.
It takes dying to know
How to live as ghosts
