[ every move is watched with all of the alertness in the world. he keeps an eye on will's expression, where his hands go, what he might be planning to do. he lets him break the branch and watches as it crumbles and snaps in will's grip. he's kind of glad that's not his hand, but...whatever. broken bones can be fixed. he doesn't have an ability to fix someone dead here, so he'll take his chances.
he nods because yes. they're going to go get it out of will's system, then they're going back to the dorm, just them, just to sleep it off and try again in a few hours. maybe meet with their friends. try to prepare for the new week.
this time he grimaces with the grip on his hand, but soon enough will lets go. he snaps his gaze back to will's face, hearing the words and his eyes widen a little as he thinks of something else.
"I'll follow you, so, lead me - lead me to the flag, okay? We can still grab it together."
“The other side, Nico! We’ll see you there. Understand? Lead them there! Promise me!”
it terrified him, knowing that this is slowly spiraling out of their control, and he hates the way he adjusts his grip on his sword. he hates it more that he's not apologetic about it. it had worked the first time, hadn't it? leading people to a door, something that would help stop yet another tragedy from ending their world. just one more quest. just one more... ]
...I told you before. We ever find ourselves in a situation where you may hurt me, I'll defend myself. [ at this, his voice starts to give out just a little, but he squares his shoulders and turns to look for a different path. ] I'm not leaving you. Don't keep me waiting.
[ and he knows will is going to follow, and it's for that reason he bolts, diverting them to a different path amongst a small cluster of trees, skeletal warriors tucked amongst the dry wood and guarding a few extra weapons they had fallen with. ]
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he nods because yes. they're going to go get it out of will's system, then they're going back to the dorm, just them, just to sleep it off and try again in a few hours. maybe meet with their friends. try to prepare for the new week.
this time he grimaces with the grip on his hand, but soon enough will lets go. he snaps his gaze back to will's face, hearing the words and his eyes widen a little as he thinks of something else.
"I'll follow you, so, lead me - lead me to the flag, okay? We can still grab it together."
“The other side, Nico! We’ll see you there. Understand? Lead them there! Promise me!”
it terrified him, knowing that this is slowly spiraling out of their control, and he hates the way he adjusts his grip on his sword. he hates it more that he's not apologetic about it. it had worked the first time, hadn't it? leading people to a door, something that would help stop yet another tragedy from ending their world. just one more quest. just one more... ]
...I told you before. We ever find ourselves in a situation where you may hurt me, I'll defend myself. [ at this, his voice starts to give out just a little, but he squares his shoulders and turns to look for a different path. ] I'm not leaving you. Don't keep me waiting.
[ and he knows will is going to follow, and it's for that reason he bolts, diverting them to a different path amongst a small cluster of trees, skeletal warriors tucked amongst the dry wood and guarding a few extra weapons they had fallen with. ]