[Way to make him do all the hard work, sheez. Aren't we supposed to be making peace? AHEM.]
I'm...not sure it helped anything really. [He kind of mutters that, in that way you know you should probably feel bad about a thing but kind of don't.] Though I never would have landed on Theophany otherwise...
As many as? How do you tell when you've lost count? [Or never counted in the first place. Deadlock was never about fame or bragging rights. Not unless it got him higher in the ranks where he could be more effective.] But you can't think like that. It's gets hopeless otherwise and nothing you ever do feels like it's enough. Keep your optics forward.
[But ajksjdkjhg THIS AGAIN]
Tangent? [...] Oh.
[It would help if he had a better grasp on this himself. It's like a thing just on the other side of his foggy glass of self-awareness.] I had to get my head on straight. Seeing you again, processing everything that must have happened, and... [How easily he'd fallen into step when he'd first met the ex-warlord. In hindsight, it'd been startling.] ...wondering where my loyalties lie, or... even what shape they should be in.
[He's thinking brands, of course. Or the chosen lack thereof.]
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I'm...not sure it helped anything really. [He kind of mutters that, in that way you know you should probably feel bad about a thing but kind of don't.] Though I never would have landed on Theophany otherwise...
As many as? How do you tell when you've lost count? [Or never counted in the first place. Deadlock was never about fame or bragging rights. Not unless it got him higher in the ranks where he could be more effective.] But you can't think like that. It's gets hopeless otherwise and nothing you ever do feels like it's enough. Keep your optics forward.
[But ajksjdkjhg THIS AGAIN]
Tangent? [...] Oh.
[It would help if he had a better grasp on this himself. It's like a thing just on the other side of his foggy glass of self-awareness.] I had to get my head on straight. Seeing you again, processing everything that must have happened, and... [How easily he'd fallen into step when he'd first met the ex-warlord. In hindsight, it'd been startling.] ...wondering where my loyalties lie, or... even what shape they should be in.
[He's thinking brands, of course. Or the chosen lack thereof.]