Would it be fitting to say that Sailor Iris was the start of everything?

If it was, he decided against it busying himself with that crack in the concrete as the knight talked. He was certainly more stable and calm than when she happened upon him, but it was clear that he was uncomfortable and very, very uncertain.

Dread sat in a warm pool in his belly and he couldn't shake the feeling that everything was wrong.

"Okay," the word came out slowly, like a drawl, and he lifted his head up to meet her eyes. "North End Park," he repeated, mostly to keep the location in his head. It was so hard to keep things straight these days. "I--" he stopped, brow furrowing and lips pressing together. "I'll look for you."

He hesitated, looked as though there was more he wanted to say before he shook his head, thinking better of it and turning on his heel. It was better to leave things as they were currently, he decided.


Shazari
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