“Do you even care that you blew up the Conclave?” The woman raged, grabbing Desmond by his shirt and giving him a shake. “There were innocent people there! The Divine, our leader... Do you even know what you’ve done?”
Desmond’s calm facade broke and his brows crinkled a little in confusion. Blew something up? He rarely did that. And full of innocent people... He knew better. He could see better. Something was happening and he didn’t know what it was.
The redhead zeroed in on his apparent confusion like a hawk. “Do you remember what happened?”
Desmond considered his options. On one hand, could he trust these people? His Vision said no. But on the other, hadn’t he been thinking that he wanted to live? Having these people think that he blew up something called the Conclave didn’t lead to a very long life. On a third hand, he was tired. He didn’t really care anymore what happened to him, or what he said. He was tired of running, of living a lie. He just wanted to be free.
“I was trying to save the world. And then I woke up chained here. I don’t know anything else.” That wasn’t really a lie. But it also wasn’t the whole truth. He didn’t feel like he was betraying anyone with that answer.
“Save the world how?” The brunette asked, eyes narrowed on him.
“There was this orb. It was supposed to help. I don’t know. That’s what I was told, anyway. Either way, I don’t know anything about a Conclave.”
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