Whether or not Lucifer wanted to have this conversation, they were going to have it, and Istredd was going to keep pressing until he had a better understanding. He doesn't jump to conclusions, such as Gabriel being his brother and he loved him, because he prefers to react to what Lucifer reveals to him and deal with it then. This is not even close to the end of the conversation. The timing is just very, very bad.
All of this is bad.
Istredd's anxiety skyrockets because he knows how bad this can get and fast, and he has vying concerns all at the same time. Finding a way to convince Ambrose to let the youths stay, keeping Lucifer from crossing the line into violence he can't get back from, and his own deep PTSD-ridden mind cringing away from the idea of being captured again. They've always been trapped, but it's different to have a hand on him, different to be thrown into a crater that is a type of pit.
Luckily his logical mind always prevails over his animal instinct. Istredd twists his hand out of Enhardt's grip and says very sharply. "Everyone stop." The command in his voice is rarely heard but he has been teaching long enough in this place that some mages can't help but react to an order from an older one. There is, for a moment, a pause.
He crosses the room to Lucifer and does not touch him; he isn't afraid of him, but he knows it will only upset him more, even if he's being touched by someone who loves him. It's too tense right then. "They're afraid and they're being stupid. We'll just go to the Horizon and come back."
They're taking everyone. Including the kids. They need us. You need to stop, you can't help anyone if you're locked up. Please, Lucifer. We're not ready to run yet.
It's always been a possibility, that they would have to run, it's something they've talked about since the beginning. They had their reasons to just make plans and wait. They aren't prepared to go, and that's the only option if Lucifer kills someone, and the two would have to leave right this minute.
"Please don't make this worse." Who he is saying that to could be anyone's guess. Everyone, honestly. "We can all make it out of this."
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All of this is bad.
Istredd's anxiety skyrockets because he knows how bad this can get and fast, and he has vying concerns all at the same time. Finding a way to convince Ambrose to let the youths stay, keeping Lucifer from crossing the line into violence he can't get back from, and his own deep PTSD-ridden mind cringing away from the idea of being captured again. They've always been trapped, but it's different to have a hand on him, different to be thrown into a crater that is a type of pit.
Luckily his logical mind always prevails over his animal instinct. Istredd twists his hand out of Enhardt's grip and says very sharply. "Everyone stop." The command in his voice is rarely heard but he has been teaching long enough in this place that some mages can't help but react to an order from an older one. There is, for a moment, a pause.
He crosses the room to Lucifer and does not touch him; he isn't afraid of him, but he knows it will only upset him more, even if he's being touched by someone who loves him. It's too tense right then. "They're afraid and they're being stupid. We'll just go to the Horizon and come back."
They're taking everyone. Including the kids. They need us. You need to stop, you can't help anyone if you're locked up. Please, Lucifer. We're not ready to run yet.
It's always been a possibility, that they would have to run, it's something they've talked about since the beginning. They had their reasons to just make plans and wait. They aren't prepared to go, and that's the only option if Lucifer kills someone, and the two would have to leave right this minute.
"Please don't make this worse." Who he is saying that to could be anyone's guess. Everyone, honestly. "We can all make it out of this."