If you're caught in the shadow then turn around
If you hear my voice, follow the sound
'Cause I'm here to guide you home
If you hear my voice, follow the sound
'Cause I'm here to guide you home
His apology didn't make her feel a bit better, truth be told. Now Seren had wonder if he was talking to her just to keep her from being upset - it made her feel like a bully, rather than a helper. Breathing deeply, she breathed out tension like it was miasma streaming from her lungs, and tilted her head slightly where she lay among the dunes. The seashell came drifting back towards her, landing by her feet in the sand; scooting about, she picked it up and turned the piece between her fingers, waiting for what he might say next.
It was... shocking. Claiming anything else would have been a lie. Suddenly answers to a question she had been brewing over was dumped right in front of her, and while Seren was relieved to be entrusted with this information, she also realized immediately why Deimos had been hesitant to say anything. A conversation with the Arbiter in Torchline made all her promises feel hollow and insincere - Maeve had asked her to stay quiet about a maybe, but she had not. And now, here was a confession... but saying anything to anyone would be to drive a dagger into Deimos' back, breaking any credibility she had as a friend and confidante beyond repair.
And the consequences of his actions did nothing to help the situation either. It was a heavy thing to carry around indeed. Too heavy? Seren pushed herself up on her elbows, to gaze thoughtfully at the general - the former general.
No... she could still breathe. It was still alright.
"So you were there, too," she murmured, rolling her head back to stare blankly up at the stars. "I didn't know - I know Hotaru was, because of Atlas, but..." She bit her lip. "I'm sorry you lost your job, Deimos. Are... you still going to stay here in Halo?"
It was... shocking. Claiming anything else would have been a lie. Suddenly answers to a question she had been brewing over was dumped right in front of her, and while Seren was relieved to be entrusted with this information, she also realized immediately why Deimos had been hesitant to say anything. A conversation with the Arbiter in Torchline made all her promises feel hollow and insincere - Maeve had asked her to stay quiet about a maybe, but she had not. And now, here was a confession... but saying anything to anyone would be to drive a dagger into Deimos' back, breaking any credibility she had as a friend and confidante beyond repair.
And the consequences of his actions did nothing to help the situation either. It was a heavy thing to carry around indeed. Too heavy? Seren pushed herself up on her elbows, to gaze thoughtfully at the general - the former general.
No... she could still breathe. It was still alright.
"So you were there, too," she murmured, rolling her head back to stare blankly up at the stars. "I didn't know - I know Hotaru was, because of Atlas, but..." She bit her lip. "I'm sorry you lost your job, Deimos. Are... you still going to stay here in Halo?"
Seren
