You can't call yourself peaceful unless you are capable of great violence. If you are not capable of violence, you are not peaceful, you are harmless.
Important distinction.
~ Stef Starkargen
"Well someone thought it would be a great idea to throw our backup plan off a bridge!" I paced the length of the bridge, hands in and out of my hair.
"It was on fire!" Leo's burnt hands kept them more or less in the moment and well aware they were under pursuit.
It had been a miscalculation on Anne's behalf. No one knew about the extra sentinels guarding the Library.
"We should get going," I shrugged on the bag, "At least we're not going back empty handed," I fought the urge to glare at Leo, but failed miserably. They only shouldered their bag and began walking.
I had since calmed down, nature had that effect on me, but it was getting cold, and the sun had gone down hours ago. However since leaving the Common Leo had stayed a few meters behind me, silently walking and occasionally glancing at their blistering hands.
God I felt awful, Leo had done nothing wrong, the way home had malfunctioned, caught fire and was ruined; honestly the only stupid part was that Leo held onto it so long. I probably would have thrown it into the river as well.
The two second trip home would have been nice, and we were missing meeting the newest addition to the family, but hey, a walk in the woods never hurt anybody.
That's not true, but fuck it anyway.
I shouldn't have yelled, stupid, stupid, stupid-
I'm sorry.
Why can't I just talk to them? Why do I feel the need to keep up the I'm such a badass with no emotions trope for Leo?
I wanted to scream, and I nearly did, but I could feel Leo's eyes on my back, and decided against it.
