“ I think you can handle things from here. “ (Soren)
“If you’re about to suggest something foolish like leaving you behind then you can stop right there.” His voice is unusually curt for speaking to his sibling; yet fear weighed on his chest and sent the words spiralling out with more panic than he wanted to betray. To say the battle had turned chaotic hardly did justice to the unexpected reinforcements on all sides. They’d barely escaped; even now were trying to evade pursuit. Most of their forces had gone ahead, the injured and those remaining to guard them needed to carve a different path.
“The terrain is to our advantage and there is plenty of place for cover. There is no reason to make that kind of suggestion.” The thought alone was colder than the chill the air had taken, than the rain that threatened to soon be upon them. Since his earliest memory they had been together, survived against all odds together, and he wasn’t going to let that change. “I’ve still a thing or two to learn about handling things from you if my strategy in the last battle is any indication. I’m expecting an analysis of my shortfalls from you later, so do not think I am capable of taking this on alone.”
