[ Tonight. A single word that feels like a bucket of ice water dumped straight over his head. It's certainly not what he wants to hear - but then again, none of this has been.
The only bright spot is that he's had time to process by now, his brain slowly restarting and resuming its usual overly practical train of thought. The worst of his unruly emotions have burned bright and fizzled out, leaving him closer to the usual cold composure he's used to working with. Truly, emotions are such a pain to deal with most days. ]
Do you have a plan already?
[ It's been eating him up for so long already, it wouldn't be impossible for such a thing to have lingered in his mind. ]
we're really speedrunning his death huh
The only bright spot is that he's had time to process by now, his brain slowly restarting and resuming its usual overly practical train of thought. The worst of his unruly emotions have burned bright and fizzled out, leaving him closer to the usual cold composure he's used to working with. Truly, emotions are such a pain to deal with most days. ]
Do you have a plan already?
[ It's been eating him up for so long already, it wouldn't be impossible for such a thing to have lingered in his mind. ]