Ezra waited, knowing this was something he'd just get in the way trying to help with. He kept pace. He didn't ask any other questions, made no complaints. Just went. He didn't trust Roman, he was angry with Rhys, but if this was true, then he knew it was the right decision. Earth was not the place he and Rhys could make the best use of themselves.
He sideglanced at Roman. There was a long pause before he let his breath out slowly, almost audibly. Everything was quiet now- or maybe he'd been deafened inside. Somehow being outside at night didn't bother him as much. Being outside didn't bother him as much. But Roman's words deflated any sense of peace he was starting to garner from that.
"That's what I like to hear," he muttered. He looked down- he still had the longsword in his other hand. He kept forgetting it. He swallowed, then glanced to Rhys, then behind, half-expecting Jordan to come running after them.
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He sideglanced at Roman. There was a long pause before he let his breath out slowly, almost audibly. Everything was quiet now- or maybe he'd been deafened inside. Somehow being outside at night didn't bother him as much. Being outside didn't bother him as much. But Roman's words deflated any sense of peace he was starting to garner from that.
"That's what I like to hear," he muttered. He looked down- he still had the longsword in his other hand. He kept forgetting it. He swallowed, then glanced to Rhys, then behind, half-expecting Jordan to come running after them.
"Any friendly advice?"