Two Eyes Cenote along both lines of a pathway higher

green gaze peers at him as she rises beside him, seeking his honesty. a part of him burns with the chained urge to not offer it. she is his hebsut and he will obey her orders, regardless of his feelings upon them.

so, he obeys.

yes, he admits in a soft, murmured rasp.

i do not think it should be delayed. i think we should use this tragedy to our advantage. attack them when they expect us to be weak. prove that the gods walk with us. but he is ruled by his rage and his righteousness and logic is being pushed haphazardly to the side in favor of swift retribution.