Ankyra Sound On the highway, heavy hearted, humming just to hear a sound

his entire existence is basically a joke tbh lmao goofball x10

To say he was unfit to lead was, perhaps, the understatement of the year; he didn’t know what he was doing or even what he was supposed to do, really. The change had come so suddenly and during a time when he was struggling, he hadn’t the opportunity to really ask questions or learn. It was his own fault, though: desperate to return things to how they once were, he had acted impulsively and now there he was with things way more different than they’d ever been before. But, hey, he was trying (read: he was finally settling down from his former state of panic and starting to be able to, like, look at the big picture for once).

Aningan wasn’t one for consistency, at least not yet. He bounced back and forth with only a few thoughts ever actually sticking with him; always did he wonder about Caiaphas and what had happened to her, if she was still alive, and if she would ever come back—but now he also wondered about Erzulie who, technically, had been injured under his watch. And although it would have been way easier to just talk to her directly, he spotted Rosalyn first and immediately made his way towards her, curiosity scrawled across his face whilst the expression on her own went unrecognised (or unnoticed—who knows when it comes to Aningan).