Reading Kell's aggravation, he retracts his hand at once. An unspoken apology flits across his expression.
Way to go, dumbass, a whispering voice chides. Just because you want to be held like a baby when things start getting tough doesn't mean everyone else does.
As they move through the corridors, Wilhelm drifts into silence — both because they're sneaking around and because there's nothing he could say anyway. Small talk feels disrespectful, platitudes inadequate. But then, an idea strikes him.
"Hey, what about...what about that study they let us use back when everyone was having weird nightmares? Those entities had some kind of connection to the Horizon, right?"
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Way to go, dumbass, a whispering voice chides. Just because you want to be held like a baby when things start getting tough doesn't mean everyone else does.
As they move through the corridors, Wilhelm drifts into silence — both because they're sneaking around and because there's nothing he could say anyway. Small talk feels disrespectful, platitudes inadequate. But then, an idea strikes him.
"Hey, what about...what about that study they let us use back when everyone was having weird nightmares? Those entities had some kind of connection to the Horizon, right?"