with one headlight

He grunted in acknowledgment to Deaths words, his eyes had slipped closed and he was too content to bother with speech. The Armada would grow, or it wouldn't. Either way he would make his stand in the world and put in the work to grow it. He believed himself capable, despite set backs in his broken leg and the still rumbling volcano.

"Growth is good" he commented voice soft and sleepy. Despite his night time excursion he was worn out instead of invigorated. It would take him a while to get back to sleep, and his night terrors didnt make for restful nights.

He did however slip open an eye to stare at her when she commented on her daughter. "A year? Isnt she just a month old?" He teased, finding himself caught off guard by how much time had passed. Truly, she was going to be a year? He found vinself annoyed all over again at the time he had spent den-bound. The training Venom had missed out on in that time.