' we should make sure there's nobody else here. ' as archer's gaze drifts across the barrier that the stars in power have built, neowise curls around their neck protectively, looking at the approaching astrophel instead.
there don't seem to be any monsters in sight for the moment, but who knows what could have happened in the time that they weren't here ... somebody could have gotten attacked, or something could have slipped through and continued on, into the safer parts of the city. when they turn their head to look at astrophel as well, neowise's small scowl turns into a purr, their hand coming up to pet it.
their other hand brushes astrophel's forearm, lingers at his wrist. stormy galaxies hidden behind their glasses hold concern, and though they don't hide its genuineness, they hope he doesn't realize that its weight lies with astrophel. to have their powers returned to them, and know that he doesn't remember them ... they sigh.
' we're stronger than most of the humans here. somebody might need our help. '
@etarinae / phase two! phase two!
