Ronin was swift to meet him, the questions and the confusion readily reflected between both men. But in Taliesin's voice, Moses heard a hint of betrayal, sadness. Could he blame him? He didn't have the full story, and in honesty neither did the resurrected man. But there were things that Ronin had to know now, so that there could be some semblance of understanding.
"Ronin, I only awoke minutes ago. I have no memory of this place. That night, the night I went out to recollect, when we had expanded into the jungle for the first time, I knew nothing beyond it." Enya's eyes jumped between her husband and the soldier in his short pause, uncertainty written on her face. Moses also scanned the others who were with him, few faces he briefly knew but none that left an impact on him. He then returned to the face that stared him down in disbelief.
"That night, an unknown assailant attacked me. That much I know. I never saw his face, never figured out whom it might've been. All I know was that he pinned me down and I registered the metal of a blade sink into my neck. Then my consciousness left me and I knew nothing afterward." At that comment, his wife covered her mouth in shock and her eyes flung wide. So he had also found death. That was when MJ turned to her, inviting her to step forward to involve herself in the conversation.
"Ronin, this is my wife, Enya. I married her three years ago and she died from disease two months before the second wave came through," to which she nodded in affirmation. "Whether I was dead or not I am unsure. But we both have agreed to this point that she embraced her fate. So if I was not dead and she was, why is she here?" At that point, their hands naturally found each other, and they gripped each other in only a grasp marked by marriage. Yet as she took Perfetti's hand in hers, she looked down, an abnormality striking her features and bringing it to light.
"Joel..." And he turned to her. She held up his hand, revealing that his ring finger was missing. His eyebrows knotted up at seeing that, and she inquired of him further. "When did you lose your ring finger?"
"Never to my knowledge." He naturally looked to his other hand, to find the ring he'd used to promise his life to her. But it was not there, and his head shot back to the other. He then patted down his leathers, his furs, any small bags he had. Where was his wedding band?! He couldn't find it, and after searching to no avail, he turned to her fully. Complete guilt and shame flooded his face and his eyes grew wet.
"It's gone. I-I can't find it... Enya, I'm sorry-" She stopped him right there, his eyes finally spilling tears as a clenched hand found his mouth. Enya placed a hand on his face, her eyes also welling up as she shook her head.
"No. No, you will not apologize to me, Moses," she ordered. "You were attacked, murdered. Whatever heathen took it from you- Moses, it is not your fault."
"Ronin, I only awoke minutes ago. I have no memory of this place. That night, the night I went out to recollect, when we had expanded into the jungle for the first time, I knew nothing beyond it." Enya's eyes jumped between her husband and the soldier in his short pause, uncertainty written on her face. Moses also scanned the others who were with him, few faces he briefly knew but none that left an impact on him. He then returned to the face that stared him down in disbelief.
"That night, an unknown assailant attacked me. That much I know. I never saw his face, never figured out whom it might've been. All I know was that he pinned me down and I registered the metal of a blade sink into my neck. Then my consciousness left me and I knew nothing afterward." At that comment, his wife covered her mouth in shock and her eyes flung wide. So he had also found death. That was when MJ turned to her, inviting her to step forward to involve herself in the conversation.
"Ronin, this is my wife, Enya. I married her three years ago and she died from disease two months before the second wave came through," to which she nodded in affirmation. "Whether I was dead or not I am unsure. But we both have agreed to this point that she embraced her fate. So if I was not dead and she was, why is she here?" At that point, their hands naturally found each other, and they gripped each other in only a grasp marked by marriage. Yet as she took Perfetti's hand in hers, she looked down, an abnormality striking her features and bringing it to light.
"Joel..." And he turned to her. She held up his hand, revealing that his ring finger was missing. His eyebrows knotted up at seeing that, and she inquired of him further. "When did you lose your ring finger?"
"Never to my knowledge." He naturally looked to his other hand, to find the ring he'd used to promise his life to her. But it was not there, and his head shot back to the other. He then patted down his leathers, his furs, any small bags he had. Where was his wedding band?! He couldn't find it, and after searching to no avail, he turned to her fully. Complete guilt and shame flooded his face and his eyes grew wet.
"It's gone. I-I can't find it... Enya, I'm sorry-" She stopped him right there, his eyes finally spilling tears as a clenched hand found his mouth. Enya placed a hand on his face, her eyes also welling up as she shook her head.
"No. No, you will not apologize to me, Moses," she ordered. "You were attacked, murdered. Whatever heathen took it from you- Moses, it is not your fault."
