i'm still not sure what i stand for
It felt absurd, but also right, that they should latch onto this new topic, shifting the focus onto things that were in motion, things that they could control. The water from the Climb held the cure, and she'd used her serving. Who else had servings? Those who went on the expedition? Chulane racked his brain, listing the names off - swallowing as he automatically said Kiada to himself, before pushing onwards through the list: Amalia; Wessex; Loren; Hotaru. "It's a start." He said to her comment around the water's permanency, determined to believe that this was the way to a fix. It has to work, he repeated to himself, we have to be able to fix something.
Surprise widened his eyes at her words around Deimos. But he looked at her, really looked, and saw the exhaustion, the sorrow, the grief, not just for Kia, but for a relationship she was clearly distancing herself from more and more. He reached a hand for one of hers, to give a squeeze. He couldn't admit to understanding what was going on - he didn't know her well enough, and couldn't bring himself to pry - but he still wanted to support her, in whatever way he could.
"I will." He promised, knowing the implications of that promise too. It meant he'd have to find Deimos, alive, which he was determined to do regardless of promises made to Amalia. "We'll get through this." He wasn't sure how much he believed the words he said, but he said them anyway, as if hearing them enough times might make them true.
why don't we break the rules already?
CHULANE
