god reduced to a thousand-yard stare (MEETING)

Erystotle didn’t know how to feel. The curse had struck yet again. The boy’s blue marked ears fell to his horned skull as he lowered his form to the ground. He didn’t want anyone to see him or realize that he was the one to blame for the misfortune. He had to tell Pyrrhic. Not now, he couldn’t in front of everyone, they’d rip him to shreds. Later, when everyone settled down..

The boy didn’t even know if he was given the option to vote, he was here to recover.. and then what? He wanted to go where Pyrrhic went, to try and repay the debt that he’d accumulated. Pyrr saved his life, and now the curse.. He remained silent, but sat back up as three others offered their voices. They wished to follow the heir as well. Erystotle nodded along with them, but he’d have to confess his sins later. He was the reason for the volcano. Pyrrhic had to know, and when he did surely Erys would be shown the door.