Liem nods in agreement with Barnaby, regarding Tristan for another moment as he considers his refusal to leave. The Regent would probably like their followers to believe that everything they do is for the sake of this shining, perfect reality they intend to create, but he has no doubt that there is room in their ancient heart for an old grudge or two.
After a brief pause, he returns his attention to Meteion.
“I’ll help you. If they’re to go into Pleroma custody, we can at least facilitate that.”
He crouches, but looks back at Cid and Tristan before making a move to heft the remaining soldier.
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Liem nods in agreement with Barnaby, regarding Tristan for another moment as he considers his refusal to leave. The Regent would probably like their followers to believe that everything they do is for the sake of this shining, perfect reality they intend to create, but he has no doubt that there is room in their ancient heart for an old grudge or two.
After a brief pause, he returns his attention to Meteion.
“I’ll help you. If they’re to go into Pleroma custody, we can at least facilitate that.”
He crouches, but looks back at Cid and Tristan before making a move to heft the remaining soldier.