it's an all or nothin' play, though, ashes settle when i say so
She can erupt however much she likes and Varus is more than content to listen, to offer his ear and bob his head in agreement and understanding. He even reaches up with his metal hand to pat her on the shoulder, flashing her a knowing smile – however small it might be – before he hums his quiet agreements to everything she says. “They’re not gonna know until it starts to happen. Right now it feels so far away. Hard to find the motivation when you don’t know when it’s gonna hit.” He supplies instead, shrugging his shoulders.
“People’ll keep putting it off until it’s too late. So we’re going to have to make them, huh?” Make them face the cold hard truths of it all.
War is coming. They must be prepared.
“Anything else you got on your chest you wanna let out?” He asks her, completely willing to let her spin and burn just to relieve some of the pressure. Not that it’s a problem for him – he’s carried the same gripe all along.
“People’ll keep putting it off until it’s too late. So we’re going to have to make them, huh?” Make them face the cold hard truths of it all.
War is coming. They must be prepared.
“Anything else you got on your chest you wanna let out?” He asks her, completely willing to let her spin and burn just to relieve some of the pressure. Not that it’s a problem for him – he’s carried the same gripe all along.
VARUS
