PHOEBE
Phoebe reached up to take the proffered hand, using it to pull herself back up to her feet. So there were others besides Cian - Dorian and Finn. Her gaze fell, full brows knitting together as she thought on it. The implications of Cian's words - the plans he was so sure Frey had in store for her rang clearly in her mind. If it was true...it made perfect sense that they would seek out Ronin and Remi, who were both demigods themselves and raising a third in their home. Her lips pursed as she looked back up at him with a troubled gaze.
"I think I met that one, The Eye, if his demeanor was indicative of his rank above them. Cian ó Broin." she said. Remi might not particularly care about the plight of these men, but information was always better to have than not. "He seemed convinced that Frey was going to make me like you and Ronin." she said softly, biting her lip with worry. There was a sinking feeling in her gut, the familiarity of the situation hitting on old hurts and anxieties. "I didn't believe him but...well if they are targeting you too then maybe there is something to it."
Her mind was racing a mile a minute, trying to think three steps ahead whereas Remi accepted it as nothing but bothersome drivel.
"I think I met that one, The Eye, if his demeanor was indicative of his rank above them. Cian ó Broin." she said. Remi might not particularly care about the plight of these men, but information was always better to have than not. "He seemed convinced that Frey was going to make me like you and Ronin." she said softly, biting her lip with worry. There was a sinking feeling in her gut, the familiarity of the situation hitting on old hurts and anxieties. "I didn't believe him but...well if they are targeting you too then maybe there is something to it."
Her mind was racing a mile a minute, trying to think three steps ahead whereas Remi accepted it as nothing but bothersome drivel.
Pretty brown eyes and a mind full of thoughts
