Moonspear split stones

Whether it was stubbornness or experience, Dirge didn't quite believe him. He knew the sort that Charon's personality embodied, how the pride and loud arrogance warped them after a lengthy spell into something else. A little confidence went a long way, but it was well beyond that. He had seen streaks of this in Hydra and in her attempts to make him heel and perhaps vice versa; for all her levelheaded points, she had sharp teeth to get her point across too.

But the wariness stayed out of his gaze as it crossed Arcturus.

”I suppose I can manage that,” he conceded. Stay in his lane and presume the others would stay in theirs though they were all prone to doing as they pleased, what made them happy. The same went of belief. ”But do you really think it will all come to pass? What will become of us all if it doesn't?” The season had ended, the benefits reaped and the seeds sown, but the tension in the air still remained.