War
Cephied Variable
She'd planned to introduce the concept of war gently, but then again Knives was far too ambitious and curious for that.
Rem lingered in the doorway holding her arms and carefully watching the small figure illuminated by artificial light. Knives was curled into a tense, almost defensive, ball and his eyes stared steadily ahead, an equal measure of horror and morbid wonder.
"It's like..." he murmered, "It's like... all those human, eveyone on your entire world just went... mad."
She didn't have any answers for him. Not ones that sounded anything but bitter on her tongue, anyways. Rem just wished that she hadn't heard the disgust in his voice.