Phoenix Maplewood Look at all of these tears I've wept

His ears fall back when Seana speaks again and he doesn’t speak up in his defense, remaining silent with his head tucked. Nothing he can do in this moment will save his head and he cringes while her words, edged with blades that cut him on all sides. He’d created a whole mess he’s going to have to work to clean. There isn’t much Ukko can come up with to speak so he doesn’t and nods his head. His eyes are off to the side as he thinks about what it means, splitting up his title in limbo, somewhere between subordinate and leadership, that he doesn’t know if he can successfully convince Saena otherwise. 

The only words on the tip of his tongue is an apology he can’t repeat. Ukko can’t even muster half a smile that might give him a little advantage in leeway, perhaps because he knows it won’t work. In his silence he remains, giving his leader the chance to speak again or dismiss him to accept the lashing she's given him.