He held his friend until she pulled away and he eased his hands to rest loosely on her shoulders as he looked down into her eyes. The question held an edge that was growing dangerously sharp and he exhaled slowly, but this one, at least, he had an answer for.
Maybe.
"D'you remember what he looked like?" He met her eyes steadily, though there was a scowl threatening the corners of his mouth when he thought of the fucker that had hurt his friend. Going off half-cocked was tempting in a way that itched beneath his skin like a half-healed tattoo, but it was a selfishness he couldn't subject Sohalia to when she'd already been through so much. "We can go t'the Dragoons. I've got a friend there; Anju. I bet she can get th'guards out lookin' for the guy. Maybe they can set a guard on your home until he's found?"
As much as he might want to play vigilante the truth was that he didn't know the city very well... and he wasn't entirely sure what he'd do to the guy if he found him. The courier was many things, but a killer in cold blood wasn't one of them, and he didn't have any authority to do anything else. So as much as he hated to admit it, Soh's safety was better guaranteed in hands other than his.
But, fuck, it stung to admit it.
Maybe.
"D'you remember what he looked like?" He met her eyes steadily, though there was a scowl threatening the corners of his mouth when he thought of the fucker that had hurt his friend. Going off half-cocked was tempting in a way that itched beneath his skin like a half-healed tattoo, but it was a selfishness he couldn't subject Sohalia to when she'd already been through so much. "We can go t'the Dragoons. I've got a friend there; Anju. I bet she can get th'guards out lookin' for the guy. Maybe they can set a guard on your home until he's found?"
As much as he might want to play vigilante the truth was that he didn't know the city very well... and he wasn't entirely sure what he'd do to the guy if he found him. The courier was many things, but a killer in cold blood wasn't one of them, and he didn't have any authority to do anything else. So as much as he hated to admit it, Soh's safety was better guaranteed in hands other than his.
But, fuck, it stung to admit it.
