[Is there anything worse than running for your life and seeing someone just meandering along giving you a pleasant smile?? Probably not.]
Perhaps. Or maybe I'm exactly where I'm meant to be.
[Not knowing is wonderfully freeing. He can't remember the last time he didn't feel a constant sense of obligation, the fog of orders or instincts or plans tinging even his leisurely moments. The vague notion that he should go this way with the others is sort of similar, but he can't even begin to guess what it will lead to. It's nice.
Anyway. The airy, unhurried response is probably not the sort of answer she was looking for. Especially not with the nightrender behind him righting itself after its first failed attack and now debating between targets.]
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Perhaps. Or maybe I'm exactly where I'm meant to be.
[Not knowing is wonderfully freeing. He can't remember the last time he didn't feel a constant sense of obligation, the fog of orders or instincts or plans tinging even his leisurely moments. The vague notion that he should go this way with the others is sort of similar, but he can't even begin to guess what it will lead to. It's nice.
Anyway. The airy, unhurried response is probably not the sort of answer she was looking for. Especially not with the nightrender behind him righting itself after its first failed attack and now debating between targets.]