Working with Deimos seemed to pull the courier a little out of his gloomy mood. As oppressive as he found the Palace, it was easy to feel safe with the General at hand. With steadier hands the glass was soon dealt with and Tal flashed his friend a brief grin at the shrug. Whether the window had been designed to open or whether Deimos's great strength had opened it regardless didn't really matter in the end. The result was the same either way, and now it was safely replaced.
Looking around the main room and seeing that it was as ready for new occupants as they could make it, Tal chewed his lip. It was a bittersweet thing, and he was worried for Delia...
"Hey, good luck," he offered to Deimos sincerely. "I know you'll do great... again!" He flashed his friend another grin, then shot an unreadable glance over to Evie. In the Grounder woman's presence the Palace walls seem to lean back in, looming and leering with subtle threat in spite of Deimos's protection and Tal shook his head hard, frowning at the floor as he made an inelegantly awkward exit at a quick trot.
Looking around the main room and seeing that it was as ready for new occupants as they could make it, Tal chewed his lip. It was a bittersweet thing, and he was worried for Delia...
"Hey, good luck," he offered to Deimos sincerely. "I know you'll do great... again!" He flashed his friend another grin, then shot an unreadable glance over to Evie. In the Grounder woman's presence the Palace walls seem to lean back in, looming and leering with subtle threat in spite of Deimos's protection and Tal shook his head hard, frowning at the floor as he made an inelegantly awkward exit at a quick trot.
