Evie
His apology is met with a quick shake of her head, rote by now. Even if it was only a nightmare, there is no amount of sleep Evie would not sacrifice to lend him comfort, a touchstone in the wake of such visions. The glow of the light trapped in his bracelet helps chase any vestiges of slumber away, though it makes her stomach sink to realize this must be another dream of Safrin, the same as the one that had roused him last time.
It’s clear he’s equally disoriented, and Evie leans close and wraps her other arm around him to provide support while he tries to explain in fits and starts. The notion of using Ronin is the only part that does not make sense to her, so she looks Deimos over visually first - gratefully finding nothing - before she asks for clarification. “Used him how? Does he need a healer?” Her magic may have no effect on her husband, but Ronin is not beyond her grasp - she is unsure if Remi has anything to help, as surely Ronin awoke beside him as Deimos just did. As for the rest, she immediately begins to plan. “It may be good to send out a missive to Halo at large to bring everyone into the Citadel and the old Palace. Anyone capable of traveling quickly we can encourage to go to the Refuge.” Skyboats would be too slow, and too easy a target. Tightening her hand on his bicep, she gives him a grim smile. “Even if it’s a false alarm and the threat is more distant, I would rather be overly cautious.” Evie prefers disgruntled Halovians to dead ones. “I can handle that if you need to find Ronin or Noah.” An offer, in case he feels overwhelmed, unsure which direction to take.
It’s clear he’s equally disoriented, and Evie leans close and wraps her other arm around him to provide support while he tries to explain in fits and starts. The notion of using Ronin is the only part that does not make sense to her, so she looks Deimos over visually first - gratefully finding nothing - before she asks for clarification. “Used him how? Does he need a healer?” Her magic may have no effect on her husband, but Ronin is not beyond her grasp - she is unsure if Remi has anything to help, as surely Ronin awoke beside him as Deimos just did. As for the rest, she immediately begins to plan. “It may be good to send out a missive to Halo at large to bring everyone into the Citadel and the old Palace. Anyone capable of traveling quickly we can encourage to go to the Refuge.” Skyboats would be too slow, and too easy a target. Tightening her hand on his bicep, she gives him a grim smile. “Even if it’s a false alarm and the threat is more distant, I would rather be overly cautious.” Evie prefers disgruntled Halovians to dead ones. “I can handle that if you need to find Ronin or Noah.” An offer, in case he feels overwhelmed, unsure which direction to take.
reckless at heart but never unkind
in a perfect world we could've been fine
in a perfect world we could've been fine
