MORGAN
Morgan didn't begrudge Neron his laugh; she'd had her own shocked reaction. It really did seem like it had come out of nowhere, that they had all extremely misjudged the General and the kind of man he was. This kind of impulsive act was one she might pin on the shoulders of Loren, not Deimos, who had always seemed so resolute, so solid.
"I'm well aware these things exist. In a way, they are necessary for the operation of a City - Deimos' excuse is weak because it is just that. An excuse." She sighed, leaning back from her desk and looking over at the cabinet where she kept all the documents she needed, Halo's secrets, rules, behind-the-scenes. "I suppose if he had come with a report, we could have checked for Torchline spies within the Kraai. Are you aware of any? I thought just your own operated within."
It was not an urgent enough issue to act without consent from a leader, to immediately resort to violence and vandalism; Deimos had to know that.
Neron's warning was something that had not yet occurred to her. Perhaps it should have, but she was still reeling from the loss of a good councilman and friend, the bizarre intensity of the whole event. A frown settling on her features, she nodded. "I did not bar him from Halo. I did not wish to - in an ideal world, I would have kept him as our General too, but the insult to Torchline would be immense. I cannot risk a war, and a council member of ours setting fire to their property would be a perfect spark."
"I'm well aware these things exist. In a way, they are necessary for the operation of a City - Deimos' excuse is weak because it is just that. An excuse." She sighed, leaning back from her desk and looking over at the cabinet where she kept all the documents she needed, Halo's secrets, rules, behind-the-scenes. "I suppose if he had come with a report, we could have checked for Torchline spies within the Kraai. Are you aware of any? I thought just your own operated within."
It was not an urgent enough issue to act without consent from a leader, to immediately resort to violence and vandalism; Deimos had to know that.
Neron's warning was something that had not yet occurred to her. Perhaps it should have, but she was still reeling from the loss of a good councilman and friend, the bizarre intensity of the whole event. A frown settling on her features, she nodded. "I did not bar him from Halo. I did not wish to - in an ideal world, I would have kept him as our General too, but the insult to Torchline would be immense. I cannot risk a war, and a council member of ours setting fire to their property would be a perfect spark."
And time goes quicker
Between the two of us
Between the two of us
