VARUS
“I’m not sure.” He frowns, the uncertainty eating at him from the inside out, unable to actually figure out a way to get around it. This time around, though, it feels far more hopeless, and despite the attempts he wishes to give out, so far for every step forward they took, it felt like they were taking five steps backward. “Perhaps we need to have a meeting to see what everyone else would like to do? Not today, though, just… Sometime soon, yeah?” He muses, arms wrapping around her a bit more tight, thankful for Isla’s ascension and how she likely wouldn’t feel the bite of cold of his arm from through the blanket.
But it isn’t the conversation over the war that stills him, it’s the admission – one that literally freezes the Captain as his mind blanks briefly before it starts to catch up. His arms tighten, his face presses down to bury his cheek against the crown of gold, moving only to press a kiss to her head, hoping she can feel the smile through it. “I love you too, Isla.”
But it isn’t the conversation over the war that stills him, it’s the admission – one that literally freezes the Captain as his mind blanks briefly before it starts to catch up. His arms tighten, his face presses down to bury his cheek against the crown of gold, moving only to press a kiss to her head, hoping she can feel the smile through it. “I love you too, Isla.”
and you ease my troubles with your hands, like the night puts a calm on the valley
