Well. That's definitely... A lot of anger to be working with. Justified, certainly, but still. Anger can turn on you and those around you very quickly. It's beyond trite to compare it to things like fire, but there is a reason people do that.
This is where normally one would expect an apology, not from the other person per se but just mentioned in acknowledgement of hardship or whathaveyou. Alpha's personally quite used to making that kind of apology, taking heat for things that weren't actually his decisions here and there, among those that were, but this isn't the situation for that. There's also the matter of him being relatively certain doing so might result in at least some sort of verbal lashing if nothing else - Victor he's known only for a short time, Hob Ravani technically both more and less so, and every moment so far has pointed in that general direction.
So he's quiet for a little while, ingesting that in the same manner and care that took to prepare it. She's smoking a bit faster than he is, apparently, and he takes a moment to appreciate the feel of it in his system. People used to worry about things like that, lifetimes ago. From out here, so far removed from such issues, it seems like such a silly thing, but in another thousand years someone will probably be thinking the same thing about right now. Well, depending on how this all goes, if it makes it into history at all.
Either way it goes, he's fairly certain it will. All that'll change is what other people think they were thinking.
"I understand the first two, at least. The last I'll have to take your word for." Family, insofar as he's experienced it, is something better appreciated in the abstract anyway, and preferably from a slight distance. Actually the closest thing he probably has to it are the other callsigns, which he knows is what she's getting at, at least in the general terms she meant it, but he's not really sure how that one actually works out properly, just that he tends to be highly protective of those under his care as a whole. Speaking of that - this could divide them right down the middle. Some of them are new, although Echo he thinks likely already spares little love for Bifrons. Others... He's not sure what their reactions would be. You can't not do something for the greater good just to spare a few strung-together friendships, but still.
"Apparently. And what about after? When this... free-standing militia is established and in contention with what was left of the old, and the private security, and those still who won't trust any of them?"
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This is where normally one would expect an apology, not from the other person per se but just mentioned in acknowledgement of hardship or whathaveyou. Alpha's personally quite used to making that kind of apology, taking heat for things that weren't actually his decisions here and there, among those that were, but this isn't the situation for that. There's also the matter of him being relatively certain doing so might result in at least some sort of verbal lashing if nothing else - Victor he's known only for a short time, Hob Ravani technically both more and less so, and every moment so far has pointed in that general direction.
So he's quiet for a little while, ingesting that in the same manner and care that took to prepare it. She's smoking a bit faster than he is, apparently, and he takes a moment to appreciate the feel of it in his system. People used to worry about things like that, lifetimes ago. From out here, so far removed from such issues, it seems like such a silly thing, but in another thousand years someone will probably be thinking the same thing about right now. Well, depending on how this all goes, if it makes it into history at all.
Either way it goes, he's fairly certain it will. All that'll change is what other people think they were thinking.
"I understand the first two, at least. The last I'll have to take your word for." Family, insofar as he's experienced it, is something better appreciated in the abstract anyway, and preferably from a slight distance. Actually the closest thing he probably has to it are the other callsigns, which he knows is what she's getting at, at least in the general terms she meant it, but he's not really sure how that one actually works out properly, just that he tends to be highly protective of those under his care as a whole. Speaking of that - this could divide them right down the middle. Some of them are new, although Echo he thinks likely already spares little love for Bifrons. Others... He's not sure what their reactions would be. You can't not do something for the greater good just to spare a few strung-together friendships, but still.
"Apparently. And what about after? When this... free-standing militia is established and in contention with what was left of the old, and the private security, and those still who won't trust any of them?"