Qeya River split sky

W-w-well I thought- He stammered. A misunderstanding on his behalf, he realized. He shook his head to convey an apology, ears flicking back. He’d assumed that Sun Eater’s son must be found first, before his own could even be welcome. A presumption he sought to remedy. 

It sounded as if Sun Eater knew where to find his son…How else would he know how many days it would take to get to his location- and why, then, did he ask Ksura to find him?

His heart sank. He began to suspect that “finding” Sun Eater’s child was less about tracking him down, and more about collecting him. 

He had every reason to return- and yet he kept the words to himself, certain that anything he valued could, and would be used against him. His cheeks flushed warm; no matter how much he wanted to search for Darrow, Aerilyn, Wren, Silvertongue and anyone who could help purge the river of the invader- he couldn’t put Senka’s life at risk. 

You say when, He agreed, in no position to argue.