Firefly Glen party is over

In this, she offered him no resistance, agreeing still on his aunt who could stand taller than him here in proper reverence to what had once been the Spear. He felt bare in saying all of this to Vallkyrie here, but she had always been a neutral party to him, easier to grip this ugly weakness in front of her when his choices didn't seem to weigh so heavily upon her ultimate outcomes.

He chuffed a soft hmm, knowing well it would take time. Already he felt guilty about how long it had taken him, after turning everything aside to search for nothing but grief. Every day since was agonizing, and even while parts of him mended, others withered in such stark contrast. He wanted to be a thousand miles away, and buried under that wretched rubble all at once.

Determined more to focus on her, lest his distractions outweigh again, Antares blinked slowly at the dark Archer. Yeah. I never.. could have guessed this would be so very much, so soon, he sighed, gesturing his muzzle at large towards everything while he noticed her looking back. He wouldn't, naturally now, but his sentiment remained. There had been an alarming end to his dreams lately. Not today. But soon. he agreed. Of course there's someone I want to talk to soon. Then, I think I know.. he huffed again, deciding to stop there before it grew more choppy. She would get the gist of it.