( it's jack, it's genji, it's the countless other cost soldiers. it's wearing on angela even though she isn't the one fighting but worrying for her friends, wondering whether they'll be safe. there were different rules here and regardless of their skill she worried. and disagreed. additional violence on top of the war felt needless, but as she'd been reminded they needed to participate and the araneans liked the arenas.
still, as angela takes sight of genji, checking over his latest injuries, carefully examining where flesh met metal, she's unusually quiet. this time it's that silence that conveys her feelings rather than her words )
action | near jhashch arenas
still, as angela takes sight of genji, checking over his latest injuries, carefully examining where flesh met metal, she's unusually quiet. this time it's that silence that conveys her feelings rather than her words )