[Dion gives him a hardened look for a moment, but does not speak. What he would say would not be helpful to the situation, nor to changing Carmy's mind.
You will likely not be one of the last standing.
It's cruel. Born of anger. He swallows it like a spark of darkness, but keeps close to Carmy's side regardless. A guard arrives to their door, seeming relieved they're already up and awake. He doesn't even ask why, only states: We're evacuating. Follow us.
He can admit that not placing further fear in the guard's eyes by having his lance in hand may have aided the situation.] I shall be right behind you.
[This time. He takes the rear, with the guard in front. The heat from the fires has leaked into the halls, but the further they walk, the cooler the air grows. The flames, despite their scald, remind him of Joshua -- and in some distant, measured way that makes him sick deep in his stomach, he is glad the Phoenix is not here. Not to suffer this once again.]
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You will likely not be one of the last standing.
It's cruel. Born of anger. He swallows it like a spark of darkness, but keeps close to Carmy's side regardless. A guard arrives to their door, seeming relieved they're already up and awake. He doesn't even ask why, only states: We're evacuating. Follow us.
He can admit that not placing further fear in the guard's eyes by having his lance in hand may have aided the situation.] I shall be right behind you.
[This time. He takes the rear, with the guard in front. The heat from the fires has leaked into the halls, but the further they walk, the cooler the air grows. The flames, despite their scald, remind him of Joshua -- and in some distant, measured way that makes him sick deep in his stomach, he is glad the Phoenix is not here. Not to suffer this once again.]