There's a stirring at his back. As if the great metal cat were actually angry. As if it considered it a slight to see the sky used this way. Maybe it's his brain projecting on it, but he likes to think it's otherwise.
"We've got the Black Lion. How would you back it up?"
He's about to head into the cockpit. If something's going to break loose out there, he'd rather handle it in a familiar setting. But he'd all but dreamed this up. Why wouldn't Darin be able to do the same thing?
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There's a stirring at his back. As if the great metal cat were actually angry. As if it considered it a slight to see the sky used this way. Maybe it's his brain projecting on it, but he likes to think it's otherwise.
"We've got the Black Lion. How would you back it up?"
He's about to head into the cockpit. If something's going to break loose out there, he'd rather handle it in a familiar setting. But he'd all but dreamed this up. Why wouldn't Darin be able to do the same thing?