"Just watch your step," Boreas muttered as Corvus walked past him. He turned away, fuming, and walked back over towards the dead innkeeper. He needed to think too. Evelyn needed space and Boreas was not in the mood to deal with that damned Corvus character. He felt bad for what he had said to Evelyn. It wasn't often he got that angry, but when he did there was just no filter with him. In the back of his mind, Boreas knew Corvus was right. Evelyn was the reason he was alive. She had saved him on several occasions, and he could recall numerous times that his old companion Jasper had done so as well. He let out a sigh,
I miss her. Boreas had been a burden to Jasper as well, he knew that, but even so he could not disregard the values he had set forth. Even though it was a harder lifestyle, it was a just one, and Boreas believed morality and righteousness was extremely important. He couldn't live with himself otherwise. Stopping at the man's body, he looked down. His shirt was useless to him now, but he didn't care about that, he could always get another. What bothered him was that this man likely had a family, and they would be distraught to learn that he died. He need to find them, to apologize and do anything he could to try to make it right. It was their fault he was shot after all.
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Evelyn didn't stop walking when she heard Corvus's question. "I'm fine, it's just-" she paused mid sentence. Evelyn wanted to be out of earshot of her brother before continuing. She didn't turn around to look at Corvus, not wanting him to see her crying, although she was pretty certain that fact was obvious as she wiped her eyes every so often. She moved a little further into the woods, the sound of Corvus's footsteps behind her, before finally turning to face him. Her eyes were a little red from the few tears she'd shed, but she'd steeled herself and brushed it off. Her brother loved her, Evelyn knew, he was just angry and confused.
"I'm sorry you had to hear all that," she apologized, "Boreas can be, well.. you saw. He just doesn't understand. He's still young. He may look older but he's only 17. And he's generally level headed and all but when it come to killing it's something else. I mean I know it's wrong, I hate it too but-" Evelyn stopped, she was rambling.
Sighing, she ran her hand through her hair. Thoughts ran through her head and her eyes kept looking back and forth at their surroundings instead of staying locked on Corvus. "I'm terrible person Corvus. I've killed- I- ... But I do it because I want to stop. I want Boreas and I to, oh I don't know. I just want to stop running, I want us to have our normal life back, before it was taken-" Her words caught in her throat and a dampness returned to her eyes.