I'll leave my love hidden in the sun
Maybe it was harsh, but if she could think to say it, others surely would too, and with less understanding. Deimos drew in on himself and Seren could only watch it happen, like a hedgehog curling in on itself - spikes jutting out in defense of something tired and wounded.
Sympathy was there in her gaze, understanding - if only a fraction - of what kind of burdens he might be carrying at the moment.
"I didn't say it had to be now," Seren replied, calm and steady. "But you made it sound as though you were not even entertaining the idea, and that is unacceptable. Of course you should take time, rest and recover - just don't take too long. Eight seasons will be gone in the blink of an eye, and when the call to arms come, Halo cannot be in the hands of the Voice." Even she could see that. Untrained and inexperienced as she was in battle logistics, it did not take a great strategist to recognize the difficulties of breaching Halo should the Ascended have made it into a fortress.
"As for me not being there..." The girl bit her jaws together and closed her eyes, trying and failing to keep the hurt from reflecting on her face. It was there in the downturned cast of her mouth, and in the shadowed blue of her eyes as she sought Deimos' gaze. "That's not fair. You say it like I wouldn't have been there in a heartbeat, if I knew you needed me. I helped put you all in that position - don't speak as though this has nothing to do with me." Even as a shadow figure, unmentioned and cloaked in silence, Seren felt the weight of responsibility for the pain and terror her friends had gone through. Noah had been injured. They had all become homeless.
And she had been sitting safe and unaware in Stormbreak all the while, never knowing.
Sympathy was there in her gaze, understanding - if only a fraction - of what kind of burdens he might be carrying at the moment.
"I didn't say it had to be now," Seren replied, calm and steady. "But you made it sound as though you were not even entertaining the idea, and that is unacceptable. Of course you should take time, rest and recover - just don't take too long. Eight seasons will be gone in the blink of an eye, and when the call to arms come, Halo cannot be in the hands of the Voice." Even she could see that. Untrained and inexperienced as she was in battle logistics, it did not take a great strategist to recognize the difficulties of breaching Halo should the Ascended have made it into a fortress.
"As for me not being there..." The girl bit her jaws together and closed her eyes, trying and failing to keep the hurt from reflecting on her face. It was there in the downturned cast of her mouth, and in the shadowed blue of her eyes as she sought Deimos' gaze. "That's not fair. You say it like I wouldn't have been there in a heartbeat, if I knew you needed me. I helped put you all in that position - don't speak as though this has nothing to do with me." Even as a shadow figure, unmentioned and cloaked in silence, Seren felt the weight of responsibility for the pain and terror her friends had gone through. Noah had been injured. They had all become homeless.
And she had been sitting safe and unaware in Stormbreak all the while, never knowing.
For when the darkness comes
SEREN
