The Thyrsus nods. He'd protect his Cabal with his life ... and death. And he could find no fault with the other for doing the same.
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The Thyrsus nods. He'd protect his Cabal with his life ... and death. And he could find no fault with the other for doing the same.
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Play us out @jmiliand1 Cat?
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There's a slow nod from Joshua; he could understand duty. "All right," he tells the ghost. He spares a brief glance for the crystal, feeling a moment of awkwardness that he was leaving the shade to protect a knick-knack that the Moros had helped to damage; but the moment passes without Joshua offering to repair it. He still wasn't entirely sure he wasn't going to find himself here again, shattering what remained to protect someone else.
With a look to Animus, Joshua wends a way back out into daylight, fresh air, and life.
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end scene?
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The way back home is open, and as they step from the cave a rush of air blows past their faces. It seems to wipe away the last clinging wisps of death, though it cannot erase the memories.
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