[ daylight does consider her words and it hits him hard. made obvious by the way his winglets hitch and quiver as if struck, as though the mere thought of what the women would be forced into is a physical blow and maybe it is for him.
it's- almost alien for day to think. with earth and other planets under the guard of both the galactic union and its allies, they've managed to stamp those sort of things out so this- this is a lot for him to take in and to know this is real, this is happening to someone right now.
that thought alone almost has him leap to his pedes. but as he leans forward, ready to hop off and run, the furniture's uneasy creaking keeps him in check.
the sound, loud and sharp, reminds him that a question was asked and he tries to answer it to the best of his abilities. his mind if a jumble of racing thoughts and questions and ideas, but he manages to pluck out the relevant stuff: ]
There were- There are Black Widows that's part of the group. Two of them. I'll need to review the manifest again and ask around to get more info on the two but- Yes. They were part of the caravan. [ and they'll be rescued. like everyone else who got captured and are still unaccounted for. he almost wants to get up and hurry out to tackle this head on but no.
daylight knows the others would stay here longer to figure out more, to go rush blindly into a situation to ensure the best outcome. and since they're not here with him, he needs to think like them. ] So... Right now, I guess we need to narrow down the list of suspects then.
Were we able to get anymore information out of the others before the sentence was passed? Figure out their ties with others?
[ he wondered if any of them would have spoken before their deaths. would they have taken their secrets to their graves as a final act of rebellion? said something in an attempt to get mercy? daylight isn't sure, having pulled away when it was clear what their fates were, and he feels bad for choosing that now. ]
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it's- almost alien for day to think. with earth and other planets under the guard of both the galactic union and its allies, they've managed to stamp those sort of things out so this- this is a lot for him to take in and to know this is real, this is happening to someone right now.
that thought alone almost has him leap to his pedes. but as he leans forward, ready to hop off and run, the furniture's uneasy creaking keeps him in check.
the sound, loud and sharp, reminds him that a question was asked and he tries to answer it to the best of his abilities. his mind if a jumble of racing thoughts and questions and ideas, but he manages to pluck out the relevant stuff: ]
There were- There are Black Widows that's part of the group. Two of them. I'll need to review the manifest again and ask around to get more info on the two but- Yes. They were part of the caravan. [ and they'll be rescued. like everyone else who got captured and are still unaccounted for. he almost wants to get up and hurry out to tackle this head on but no.
daylight knows the others would stay here longer to figure out more, to go rush blindly into a situation to ensure the best outcome. and since they're not here with him, he needs to think like them. ] So... Right now, I guess we need to narrow down the list of suspects then.
Were we able to get anymore information out of the others before the sentence was passed? Figure out their ties with others?
[ he wondered if any of them would have spoken before their deaths. would they have taken their secrets to their graves as a final act of rebellion? said something in an attempt to get mercy? daylight isn't sure, having pulled away when it was clear what their fates were, and he feels bad for choosing that now. ]