Peace Offering Round Two

The Warlords gaze darkened at the reminder of how much time Andy and Isa had been spending together of late. He didn’t entirely approve. At first, because he had not trusted Isa. Now… because it hurt his memory of Zee. He thought of the moments of Andy and Isa together as the ones that would have been filled with Zee. But she was gone, and Andy had needed another older female to turn to. He pushed aside the thought, and didn’t respond to it. Knowing it would just start another spat between them. On second thoughts… but no. No. That wasn’t why he was here.

He pushed the parcel towards her. “Here. This is for you, take it. Leave it. The choice is yours. I’ll be at the Obelisk” He told her. Leaving it up to her to seek him out afterwards if she so chose to. He turned to leave, and then hesitated, grimacing. “I dreamed of my wife, and felt you beside me. It hurt, so I did damage back. I’m an asshole, and I’m sorry.” He said. He didn’t often apologise, and his face looked pained. Luckily, he wasn’t facing her. He picked his pace back up, and walked away.

"Sirius Fatalis"