Re: Re: Orisis - Downtown Capitol City
Connor stood silently beside Kale. It was cold, the wind was blowing. Connor's navy blue trenchcoat kicked around in the wind behind him. Connor looked at the man, and then at Acacia. He hadn't known her for very long, even since before the raid...but he felt he had some sort of duty to see Acacia off, being that he was the last man to be around Ren before...yeah. Connor felt the bulky bandaging of his ribs from underneath his shirt, the bruises were still there, though healing. His leg was fine, thank God, just a slight sprain and some major bruising. He'd been pretty banged up. Hell, they all had been pretty banged up. Connor looked back to Acacia. Or rather, the woman who had formerly been Acacia. She no longer wore the infectious smile that she'd always wore before, at least, that Connor had noticed. And now, now Ren was gone and she felt empty, or so Connor assumed. He hadn't known either very well, but he could say that Ren had saved his life...and died as bravely as any man Connor had ever known or heard of. And so he was here, in the cold Orisis wind and traffic, bidding fair well to the former doctor of Destiny. Connor reached for the chain around his neck, pulling it off, and offering it to Acacia. It was a crucifix, small and not at all cumbersome. Connor wasn't sure he was offering it as an apology, for comfort, or anything else...it merely seemed like the right thing to do. He said not a word. He felt like he didn't have to.