Between one breath and the next
The eyes of the Giant strayed to the mound at his feet. It looked oddly peaceful, adged as it was in this dream world. It gave the impression that things could grow again, that something terrible could turn into something beautiful. Would that be the same of Silva one day? Would the sad little girl who had lost her father one day be a headstrong, and beautiful woman, in control of her destiny?
When he raised his eyes again, he would find Sin's gaze lingering on the grave, and Glacier did not speak again, giving him the moment he needed. It was true that the Titan, who was not a great believer in any faith, did not truly think this was real. And yet, some part of him craved an acceptance even from this ghost in a dream – some right to adopt Silva, to give her a better life then she would find on her own now.
At last, Sin's eyes would rise to meet him, and in that gaze he would find emotions unsuited to the Tyrant in life, and yet somehow right and onto the road of peace for him now. Glacier inclined his head low when he received the very words he had sought. “She is grieving, and reeling. But I believe she will be alright, in the end” he promised the father. Then, he took a breath, and spoke the words that had also lingered in his head for the past day or so. He had given them much consideration and knew it was the best offer he could make this man – not that he had known that he would get the chance to make any offer of any kind to Sin now.
“Your other children – I do not believe they would be a right match for Donostrea, I do not believe they could look upon it as a home, and so I can not offer it to them as such, but I will promise you that I will ensure they have a guardian. Be it your mate, or another, I will not see them alone in this world. I will ensure that they know that they can come to me for advice, and that I will look out for them however I can. As a father, not an Alpha – I can not offer them the aid of my pack, but I can promise you I will not leave them stranded”