You wear her face

The Warlord grimaced in agreement. Explaining the permanence of Zee’s departure from their lives was very difficult. Especially when he didn’t want to believe it himself. “It’s going to take some time for it to heal.” He agreed softly. For all of them. Briar seemed to be handling it the best, and he winced at the thought that her first death might have helped to prepare Briar for this one.

“I’ll keep them here for a little bit longer. This branch of our family is gentler, and more able to help them heal, I think.” He said, acknowledging Briar’s own hand in that. In the life she had created her. When he took them back to the Armada, he hoped they’d be better prepared to face their future. He was able to think a little more logically... this time. Had her 'first' death helped prepare him? The thought threatened to break his heart.

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