Her head snapped up at Devero's words, at the anger in his voice. She was expecting it of course. She was expecting fury from both of them. She would fight them both if it came to it. Fight them and lose because they were bigger, stronger, more powerful than her. But she would not go down without a fight.
What she would do later, when the train dragged her back into life was not something she had planned for. One step at a time. Devero was angry, but at the gods. Such blasphemy. She's still in the emptiness but cold anger joins the rest of her emotions, ready to flood her the moment she lets down her shield.
Sanzo speaks though and he is calm. Not angry. Or hiding it well. He understands. Sacrifice for duty. He had allowed death because it was his duty. He had trained a killer. Because he had to.
She had not known those things. She would not have guessed those things and she looks at him, eyes blank, glancing at Devero. Some worlds were like that.
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What she would do later, when the train dragged her back into life was not something she had planned for. One step at a time. Devero was angry, but at the gods. Such blasphemy. She's still in the emptiness but cold anger joins the rest of her emotions, ready to flood her the moment she lets down her shield.
Sanzo speaks though and he is calm. Not angry. Or hiding it well. He understands. Sacrifice for duty. He had allowed death because it was his duty. He had trained a killer. Because he had to.
She had not known those things. She would not have guessed those things and she looks at him, eyes blank, glancing at Devero. Some worlds were like that.
Some people were like this.