( Well, Leah's gonna talk to the crew about Ace dying. . . so that's about it. Lucian and Morrigan are having their moment )
(so I've been quite good about Daso not crying in front of people to keep him in character but like this is so sad I love it)
Daso stared at his bracelet. Still edged with blood. Did he want it? His sister had just tried to have him killed. She hated him now.
His thoughts were interrupted by Leah's voice calling him to the kitchen. What was she doing up and about? Dropping the bracelet into his pocket, he hurried into the kitchen, worried.
Lucian heard Leah call for all of them, but he ignored her for a moment. His brow furrowed as he looked at Morrigan. “Sexual harassment? Oh god..” he muttered, his grip on her hand tightening slightly.
Cicada followed Leah out of the infirmary and towards the kitchen.
Joanna entered the kitchen and took a seat.
Jared got to the kitchen, and skidded into the stove. "Ow!"
"Careful it's hot" Joanna muttered.
Morrigan looked straight ahead. “He had to punish me.” She was parroting the words that had been ingrained in her mind for her whole life, and he knew it.
"I learned that the hard way." she said moodily.
She stood up at the end of the table, leaning on the chair, covering her pained expression up with a confident smile.
“No he didn’t,” Lucian said in a slight firm tone. “He had no right to do any of that to you.” She kept saying that. How many times has he heard her say that before? He didn’t want to keep track, but he knew he probably had it written down somewhere. He wrote everything down.
Joanna spotted Cicada and pointed at her own eyes before pointing at Cicada.
Cicada had sat down as far away from Joanna as she could, after slipping the knives back onto the counter.
Kameo leaned against the table, closing his eyes and waiting for Leah to say it.
Daso entered the kitchen and stood near the door. He frowned at Leah, who looked to be in pain. Then he noticed Kameo, standing silently, and feared the worst.
As Joanna glanced at everyone, her eyes settled on Kameo. He looked depressed. 'Oh no. Oh, no'
“No he didn’t,” Lucian said in a slight firm tone. “He had no right to do any of that to you.” She kept saying that. How many times has he heard her say that before? He didn’t want to keep track, but he knew he probably had it written down somewhere. He wrote everything down.
“But he did. It was my fault my brother died, I——“, she cut herself off. “Sorry.”
Leah bit her bottom lip, thinking of an easy way to say it. But there wasn't.
"Ace didn't make it through the plague. . ." She finally said, speaking up. "We've decided to stop in a mountain range to spread his ashes."
Lucian shut his eyes tightly for a moment, trying to process all of this. He thought he was decent at reading people, but Morrigan was good with secrets, she’d always seemed to be. “It doesn’t matter what you did. I’ll say it again, and I’ll keep saying it- you didn’t deserve any of that pain. Not a single part of it.”
"That's what he wanted." Kameo said, looking down.
"No…" Daso's heart dropped. "Oh, God, Kameo, I am so sorry." (gtg again sorry guys)
Joanna lowered her head, tears leaking out of her eyes. Ace. Ace was dead. She had just talked to him this morning.
Cicada said nothing, she looked down at her hands. This wasn't right, it just wasn't.
"Okay, that's what you had to say?" Jared asked. "Bo-ring."
"Jared!" Cicada's head snapped up. One hand slipped back to grab one of her dagger's handle.