[He knows, even from the silence, that it isn't good. It's why he doesn't try to call out to Nick, to urge him to say more. He can reel from the consequences silently, desperately grappling for some kind of hope. He waits for the sword to fall,
But it doesn't. Maybe he should be grateful that Wolfwood is holding out, trying to protect him, but that ever present frustration only grows. Anxiety coils within his gut, a thousand different futures unfolding. One where Wolfwood dies. Where Nai dies. Where he fails to help Jeneora Rock.
(None of these compare to the grim reality, but how could he ever know that?).]
Please, Nick... If something happened, I should know. We have time to fix it, right? Together!
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Date: 2024-06-24 10:41 pm (UTC)But it doesn't. Maybe he should be grateful that Wolfwood is holding out, trying to protect him, but that ever present frustration only grows. Anxiety coils within his gut, a thousand different futures unfolding. One where Wolfwood dies. Where Nai dies. Where he fails to help Jeneora Rock.
(None of these compare to the grim reality, but how could he ever know that?).]
Please, Nick... If something happened, I should know. We have time to fix it, right? Together!