Tormented

Too Many Questions

Just a heads up, this story I wrote a little over 3 years ago. So if you see any mistakes or lore that doesn't 'quite' match up, you know why.

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"You are not going to sit any closer?"

Snapping out of his trance, Ianos forced his gaze away from the makeshift flames burning near the Exo and the Hunter and stared at the Titan as she added, "What is that phrase that humans use? We don't bite?" She gained a nod of confirmation from the Hunter as she glanced her violet optics at him, "Well, we're not going to do you harm if that's the case."

Giving the Exo a blank stare behind his helmet, Ianos gently brushed his fingers over his Ghost, Ace glancing up at him from his lap. The three of them had set up camp within the wall, having left the Tower on foot, and hardly had reached the crumbling fortress when night fell. Although the female Titan protested at first about staying within the room where they are currently camping, she relented when the human Hunter pointed out that the room was the most secure, especially with two different entrances (and exits if it needs be). After pushing aside any broken stones and rusted tools, the three of them settled down, only for the male Warlock to immediately distance himself once Angel started a fire, much to the bewilderment of the younger Guardians

"I am fine where I am," The Awoken Warlock responded, pausing when he heard Ace let out a small sound of protest, letting his fingers slide off the Ghost's shell as he added, "Although I want to know why the two of you wanted to make a fire."

Ianos watched as Angel let out a shrug, "Not quite sure myself. Guess to keep warm? Habit?"

The male Warlock gave the Hunter a blank stare before shaking his head and resumed tapping his fingers against Ace's shell, only to pause once more when the latter let out another sound of protest.

"What's that shake of the head for?" Ianos can easily sense the glare he received behind Carina's visor, "Is it because of Angel making a fire? Is it unheard of to you?" The male Warlock then heard the female Titan let out a scoff, "How can that not make sense to you when you made us walk here without the aid of our Sparrows or ships?"

Fixating his gaze onto the Exo Guardian, Ianos mentally thanked the Traveler for his helmet hiding his features, barely keeping his face straight as the edges of his lips twitched upwards at the younger Guardian's question. He didn't exactly find it 'funny' but more so amusing, the naivety and cluelessness of the female Titan getting the best of him. For Ianos, there was just a side of him that just couldn't help but feel tickled when it comes to Newborns, especially when it comes to their questions.

"Our armor and Light naturally adjusts the temperature around our bodies," Ianos responded, "If the air around us is cold, our armor will simply take in some of our Light and increase the temperature. Vice versa if it is hot. This in turn, makes starting a fire obsolete, at least, for us Guardians."

Immediately Carina crossed her arms and Ianos can easily sense the pout behind her helmet, "And what about making us walk to our destination?"

"Training," Ianos can tell his answer caught the two younger Guardians off guard, proven from the way not only Carina but also Angel reeled back at his response, "As you know, Sparrow and ships are our primary use of transportation. However, what happens if those two are unavailable to us? Especially when we are stranded on another planet?" Momentarily pausing to wait for an answer, Ianos continued when he received none, "We have to rely on traversing on foot, to either head back to the Tower if we are on Earth or to find another mode of transportation if we find ourselves stranded on another planet."

"And how does this help?"

The male Warlock sighed at the female Titan's question, "As you know, we can utilize our Light in many ways. One of which, expands our stamina. I highly doubt normal beings can traverse the Wilds with little to no rest for several days in a row." Ianos paused when he noticed Angel lean in, his hands in his lap tapping against each other as if impatient on learning the next part of information. Amused by this, Ianos considered asking why the Hunter seemed excited to take in this new information but decided against it; if he himself asks questions, he will get attached and he wants to avoid that as much as possible.