[ wrath turns back to her and lingers on her face as she sits there with her head turned toward the window. he breathes in sharp, and he feels it in his chest- the tightness, the sharpness. he swallows thickly, lowering his head briefly. his hand rests against the outside of the window. ]
If I thought it would tell us anything of worth, I would.
[ he does not want to return, but he does not want to remain unknowing in this world, to be uncertain of what exists around them, to be unprepared. he pulls away from the window to look at her.
his expression is one of quiet concern, and he sinks down against the wall then, turned away from the window. ]
We will learn more where we are going. [ but they need to be rested to be at their best ]
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If I thought it would tell us anything of worth, I would.
[ he does not want to return, but he does not want to remain unknowing in this world, to be uncertain of what exists around them, to be unprepared. he pulls away from the window to look at her.
his expression is one of quiet concern, and he sinks down against the wall then, turned away from the window. ]
We will learn more where we are going. [ but they need to be rested to be at their best ]