Moonspear tremble

arcturus didn't understand how charon remained so well composed; was he not affected at all by the loss of his daughter? the boy was too young to understand the virtues of developing tough armor; in time, he might be indoctrinated to such qualities, but for now arcturus was simply flabberghasted (and frankly, a bit upset) by his father's nonchalance.

did that mean he didn't care yami had gone at all? arcturus was besides himself, and all his father was, was slightly indifferent? and then a thought pressed into him, hysterical and uncomfortable: if he disappeared, would charon even care at all?

his throat worked hoarsely, the lump that bobbed up and down sharp with each movement. his father's words were not encouraging -- if anything, they had the opposite effect. they elicited a feeling of noncompliance from the boy, who surlily looked after his father with the abstract cunning of a child: "so just give up then?" he blurted, already hot with horror that he had dared defied his father like that. but it was too late to turn back, and if he quailed or lost conviction now, somehow it seemed worse than talking back to your idol. "you didn't even try!" all too quickly the boy's words escalated, and he found himself teetering on some wild balance he had no control over. "would you give up if i just disappeared, too?"