Lloyd.. was tired.
He'd been doing everything in his power to ignore it-- pushing past the shaking in his legs, the heaviness in his arms and the haze behind his eyes to the best of his ability.. but when the night fell quiet, when the cries of the Latchers and the Kaiju grew dim in his ears, he finally gave into the temptation of allowing himself a moment of rest. His back landed heavy against a pile of rubble, breathing out through his mouth as he slid towards the ground to sit; the taste of iron prominent on his tongue as he silently wiped at his brow.
Almost immediately, Twoishe was jumping onto his knee; barking and whining quietly, as if asking Lloyd if he was okay. All the brunette could do was smile, patting the little Spiramonster on the head in reassurance.
"Don't worry, I'm alright-- I just need to sit down for a minute." Throughout everything that had happened in the last week, having Twoishe by his side again was getting Lloyd through the worst of it all. He wasn't even sure if they'd see each other again, but if they could.. then he'd be able to find his other friends eventually, right?
Though his battered smile was quick to drop as the sound of rustling reached his ears, alerting Lloyd immediately. He pulled Twoishe to sit on his shoulder as he quickly rose back to his feet-- hands ready at the hilts of his swords to fend off what he thought was another monster. Instead, however, the brunette couldn't believe his eyes as familiar green reached the burning brown of his own; surprise lighting his features as his hands fell from his weapons almost instantly.
"-- Martel?"
❱❱ :  —  ( @greatseedling​​ )
