They lean together then. Two ghosts ignored by the staff behind them, invisible to everyone who might look in their direction. Algric puts both arms around Martin in a wordless hug, holding him in place? Holding them together? God, this is isn't - this isn't what he wanted. Protection for sure, and maybe a little justice but not...
(If she dies, he'll have killed her. A whole year taken away from his alternate. He suppresses the shiver of cold that ripples through him.)
Objectively, they should go. If this effect wears off, they might get tied up in the inquest after, and that would end poorly for both of them. But ...
But Martin needs this, doesn't he. And on some level, Algric does too.
"Yeah. We can - we can stay. See if - if anything changes."
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Date: 2020-12-15 10:28 pm (UTC)(If she dies, he'll have killed her. A whole year taken away from his alternate. He suppresses the shiver of cold that ripples through him.)
Objectively, they should go. If this effect wears off, they might get tied up in the inquest after, and that would end poorly for both of them. But ...
But Martin needs this, doesn't he. And on some level, Algric does too.
"Yeah. We can - we can stay. See if - if anything changes."
Or worsens.