2/8/2025, 7:39 PM
Arvid does not know what to make of this, what to - what to do. The extension of help is nice - that’s what allies are for, he wants to tell himself. Yet, the distrust - he doesn’t know her. He wants to accept her offer, but how would it look? Unprofessional, like he’s not ready to lead.
But he’s not. He’s hardly a year old. He nods his head, slowly.
He can’t say the words. His eyes widen, and he looks up at her, and then away from her.
He still isn’t looking at her.
But he’s not. He’s hardly a year old. He nods his head, slowly.
It would.. help.He spits out, roughly. It’s awkward.
The… rift, between packs, I mean. There’s a rift, now that They’re.. de..his voice quivers, his throat closes up.
He can’t say the words. His eyes widen, and he looks up at her, and then away from her.
You.. Your help would be.. I would be- Northfall.. Would be..Gods, what are words? He takes in a shaky inhale as his whole body trembles.
Yes. Fine. That’s fine,he says quickly, through quiet sobs and he hopes she can not hear the difference.
He still isn’t looking at her.
