A Parting Gift"No. You're not going." In the quiet room where the only light came off the pale face of a cryptic moon fighting through shutter slits, falling dust, and heavy air, the words were like a knife, cold and desperate. The darkness could hide her tears, but it couldn't obscure the trembling fear behind her words.More Like This
"I'm going. And I'm going alone." His heated words shone brightly in his eyes a fire, dangerous and determined, dancing.
"You can't!" It infuriated her, the calm steadiness of his voice, made her want to scream to the high heavens. He knew the stakes, so why was he acting like they suddenly didn't matter? "He'll kill you, Mako! And I can't afford any more losses!" Was she an idiot for crying, for caring too much? She certainly felt like one.
"I need to get my brother out of there. I just can't leave him to die!" He was scared, scared out of his mind, but he knew the only thing worse than voluntarily throwing himself in the line of fire was having her follow him there. "I need my fa