[ ugh. every fin on his body ruffles, like a bird with its feathers. ]
Yes.
[ it's clear in him, too. it's something he'd usually try to at least temper for the sake of those around him, but the wound is very fresh and dion is a prince, too. ]
Yet I can't think of a better outcome than finding the... finding Scien. Shouldn't I be able to imagine something more?
[ the feeling that answers for him is grateful, not yet hopeless, but still—sad. maybe that's why it feels like such defeat, that they 'won' and they overcame a hardship and yet they emerge with no sum of anything. only more lost parts. it is not the triumphant energy of protecting a domain or saving a friend.
the yellow-blue membrane of his fin almost breathes, stretching mildly under dion's hand. ]
Yes. He wants to me to help ensure that he is killed and his body is burned. Have you?
Even after speaking with him, I don't know. I believe when he spoke so favorably of Dahut. He called him his people's hope.
...Perhaps it is naive, but as frightening as the possibility is—I do not believe this was simple malice. [ which makes it something worse—something bigger and more unknowable. yet it's preferable than truly losing hope in someone's good intent. ]
[ he picks himself up a little, having given himself a moment to be a sadsack, seemingly bolstered by the thought of all the gremlins they have scurrying about. ]
After something like this, tenacity is our only option. We do still need to ensure that everyone here makes it safely home, no? [ continuing on and keeping their chins up (and on his part, smiling) is part of the royal business. ]
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Yes.
[ it's clear in him, too. it's something he'd usually try to at least temper for the sake of those around him, but the wound is very fresh and dion is a prince, too. ]
Yet I can't think of a better outcome than finding the... finding Scien. Shouldn't I be able to imagine something more?
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[ he puts a hand on sidon's fin. ]
Have you gone to speak with him?
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the yellow-blue membrane of his fin almost breathes, stretching mildly under dion's hand. ]
Yes. He wants to me to help ensure that he is killed and his body is burned. Have you?
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... Not yet. I cannot understand what drove him to do something that he so clearly did not want.
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Even after speaking with him, I don't know. I believe when he spoke so favorably of Dahut. He called him his people's hope.
...Perhaps it is naive, but as frightening as the possibility is—I do not believe this was simple malice. [ which makes it something worse—something bigger and more unknowable. yet it's preferable than truly losing hope in someone's good intent. ]
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[ his lips thin ]
Which means the crime is committed not only against Master Dahut, but Scien as well.
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[ someone so firm in their own actions and vision. the tiniest lapse in optimism from before seems to fold on itself, steeled. ]
We should see if we can find others to redouble on studying the nanites. I know Viktor was going to ask for access to a laboratory.
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I do not think anyone was going to ask permission... [ everyone is so rambunctious ]
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I should hope that works to our benefit.
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[ he picks himself up a little, having given himself a moment to be a sadsack, seemingly bolstered by the thought of all the gremlins they have scurrying about. ]
After something like this, tenacity is our only option. We do still need to ensure that everyone here makes it safely home, no? [ continuing on and keeping their chins up (and on his part, smiling) is part of the royal business. ]
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[ smiles! ]
And our company here is nothing if not tenacious. Simply being able to withstand being abducted and brought here is testament enough to that.