[When he spots movement out of the corner of his eye, he glances over his shoulder to see Jeb standing in the road. What happened in that battle has unsettled so many of his perceptions, of war, of himself, and of so many of the people around him. They had fought and killed not monsters, but people. He still doesn't know how to feel about it; he just knows that it's hard to excuse it away with even the soundest logic. But we had to, if we wanted to live.
And he knows that Jeb had struggled with it too. In the end, he has no right to fault him.]
Hey. [A simple, terse greeting is all his mood is up for.]
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And he knows that Jeb had struggled with it too. In the end, he has no right to fault him.]
Hey. [A simple, terse greeting is all his mood is up for.]