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He didn't want to believe it was possible, what Cassian told him, but the evidence kept stacking up. The Kingsglaive had every reason to be angry at the King in the wake of this treaty. While siding with the empire that put them in this position is still far beyond what Nyx expected any of them to be capable of, he can understand just what led them to the decision. Luche'd tried to tell them.
The attack on Crowe, after all that, was just a nail in the coffin of his denial.
Nyx pushes through the crowd, making his way to headquarters. He'd left Crowe and Cassian behind; didn't want them to get involved until he has a chance to be sure. He knows Luche. Knows where he hides when a mission doesn't go right. Where he goes to recover when he's injured. Everyone else should be at their posts, he has a chance. They can talk. He has to try to get through to him before something else goes wrong. Before they all make a mistake.
He pushes through the doors, heading out into the open space of the training grounds. "Luche!"
The attack on Crowe, after all that, was just a nail in the coffin of his denial.
Nyx pushes through the crowd, making his way to headquarters. He'd left Crowe and Cassian behind; didn't want them to get involved until he has a chance to be sure. He knows Luche. Knows where he hides when a mission doesn't go right. Where he goes to recover when he's injured. Everyone else should be at their posts, he has a chance. They can talk. He has to try to get through to him before something else goes wrong. Before they all make a mistake.
He pushes through the doors, heading out into the open space of the training grounds. "Luche!"
