“I came to -hopefully- confirm that everything was blown to outlandish proportions.”
@faiiledvessel || Concerned Comments Starters
There’s a moment of silence that follows as Chrom sits with his arms folded along his lap and his head hanging down. It’s only broken as he begins to wipe his hands down his face with a grunt---the feeling of an incoming headache was prominent.
“You’re as close to a confirmation for that as Stahl is about ready to give up eating.” His voice was exhausted as he now rested his hands onto the table and moved his fingers absentmindedly across the unfolded map before him. Part of him wanted to give the other more hopeful news. The less for everyone to worry about the better, but when has sugarcoating done any good? It was like trying to put out a fire with gusts of air and in the end it would only make things worse.
Dark blue eyes wander over the many routes that Robin and himself had discussed, and he could already feel the telltale signs of many more restless nights to come. They had to do something before things escalated further; whether that be for their current position or those that would follow. So he takes a deep breath before trying to resume a strong front as he sits up straight, and he desperately tries to resist the urge of face planting the table.
“Just know that we’re doing our best to prepare for what’s coming and that things could’ve been far worse than they are. We’ve handled the unthinkable before and we can do it again.”
