[ evan grunts, an acknowledgement that david's be seeing you could mean almost anything: in the next trial, in the next fistfight that leads to a brutal death, or in the next moment they decide they need a distraction. maybe all three.
he works at the forge until he hears david's footsteps disappear into the mine, and until the sixth sense that tells him when his traps are being tampered with stops its rigid focus on every movement out in the darkness. he waits, in fact, until he's dead certain he's alone, and only then does he roll his shoulders in exhaustion, lean back against one of the center workbenches and wonder, not for the first time, if fucking survivors is going to backfire on him.
well. doesn't matter right now. david's already put an end to him once. might be enough to satisfy the bloodlust. if anything, it's the ones who keep the rage pent up that are going to end up being the problem, he's pretty sure.
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he works at the forge until he hears david's footsteps disappear into the mine, and until the sixth sense that tells him when his traps are being tampered with stops its rigid focus on every movement out in the darkness. he waits, in fact, until he's dead certain he's alone, and only then does he roll his shoulders in exhaustion, lean back against one of the center workbenches and wonder, not for the first time, if fucking survivors is going to backfire on him.
well. doesn't matter right now. david's already put an end to him once. might be enough to satisfy the bloodlust. if anything, it's the ones who keep the rage pent up that are going to end up being the problem, he's pretty sure.
after a while, he gets back to his work. ]