Northstar Vale It kills me how you don't feel the same

As good as I could be.

Hmm, it sounded like a half-laugh. I know how you feel.

It was as good as it could get, for what had happened, for how soon it had happened to them. The loss of his son hung over his head. The actions of that son also plagued him. Arsenio did not understand why Antigone had turned into such a-

Blue eyes shifted to the meat and a great sadness sank the Arche’s shoulders.

Thank you. A voice disconnected from the man. It was tired and weary with hurt.

Tamar had sent him to Arsenio. The redstone wolf regarded the soldier with a careful gaze. Had the peacemaker worked her ways with him? Was there a foundation for repair? The former-mercenary would not allow himself to hold a grudge the way he had with Germanicus, the way he had with his own father, too.

Tamar is everything to me, Reyson, he confessed in earnest. What have you two discussed?