The shuttered expression Riku wears tells volumes of how little success Quentin is likely to achieve. His mind is made up. Tired though he may be, Quentin is counted among Riku's fairly short list of people he'll defend as long as his arm can support a weapon, for as long as he can fight or, failing that, dredge up the darkness in his heart to do the same. Somehow, he almost always manages to find just a little more in him to pull on, a little more to keep himself going.
For all that he wields the darkness without consequence, it's the light in his heart that keeps him going.
"Okay. But if I find out you left without me..."
Riku doesn't have to finish that - he knows he can run faster, longer than... well, than most people here, with a few exceptions. He'd find out, hopefully quickly enough to catch up.
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The shuttered expression Riku wears tells volumes of how little success Quentin is likely to achieve. His mind is made up. Tired though he may be, Quentin is counted among Riku's fairly short list of people he'll defend as long as his arm can support a weapon, for as long as he can fight or, failing that, dredge up the darkness in his heart to do the same. Somehow, he almost always manages to find just a little more in him to pull on, a little more to keep himself going.
For all that he wields the darkness without consequence, it's the light in his heart that keeps him going.
"Okay. But if I find out you left without me..."
Riku doesn't have to finish that - he knows he can run faster, longer than... well, than most people here, with a few exceptions. He'd find out, hopefully quickly enough to catch up.
...Hopefully.
"I'll be right back."