Overture Downs oh, i think you're standing on my left foot

A question from her lips--his gaze is harsh as he steals them over her features, and he finds himself continuing to bite his tongue--a blink given as he considers why he's even out here.

Answering the summons of a stranger, when he should be with his daughter.

But he couldn't be with her. He couldn't hold her, couldn't console her. Accordingly, he could watch her die.

To the earth, where they all ended up.

With Ibis.

But her question... he blinks. No. No he was not okay--could he ever be again?

He cleared his throat, pushing a step closer. Feeling something akin to madness beginning to pull at the corners of his mind... knock knock.

Did you need something?

If only she knew how proud he was at how solidly he spoke in that moment--no tremor in his tone.