Moonspear tremble

i think you'd be good at protecting. arcturus' chest (not so little anymore, mind you) seemed to inflate in response, but any goading he had was short-lived. charon's words, wise as they were, cut him down soon as he had found his own four legs to stand on. feeling mulish, he did not answer right away.

arcturus would have to come back to this nugget of wisdom later, and inspect it from all sides. he had not protected yami - his father had failed in that too. this advice seemed a bit contrary, and he wrestled with how to accept that perhaps being protective was as useless as grass growing in the snow.

unsatisfied with this lesson, arcturus grumbled aloud: "but if i can't protect anyone, how can i help them?"