"I can't believe I didn't spot him! I should've been smarter!" Caleb hissed slightly as Will pressed her hand against his ribcage; checking for breaks. He'd told her he was fine, but it was a compromise to her calling for an ambulance - he didn't think she would, but he knew he needed to be checked out anyway.
"We all feel bad." Will's expression was grim, and his gaze kept wandering to a graze just past her elbow. He supposed she would need a band aid for that too, and he thought it was funny that all they seemed to do was fight or fix one another.. But Elyon was his main concern. "Eh, you're fine for breaks I think.."
"I wanted her in Meridian, but not in the hands of Phobos." Will visibly flinched at the way he spat the name, and Caleb's anger soften slightly. It wasn't her fault. He recalled yelling about her to Cedric, and he still didn't know exactly why. Phobos had put her in the dungeon. Chances were Cedric didn't have anything to do with her disposal into the cylinder hole, but it had come out anyway. Any reason to be angry at the snake.
"Well, we all know who's fault this is!" As Will stepped away from him, Caleb frowned at Cornelia waiting behind her. It was not the time to question authority. "You're the one who wouldn't let me warn her!"
Will whipped around and suddenly all he could see was her back; she was shaking and her sodden clothes hung from her tiny body. She'd get sick if she didn't change. "THAT'S NOT FAIR!"
"I said this would happen!"
Yan Lin coughed, breaking Cornelia's hard gaze as Will wilted beneath it. "Calm girls; if there is ever a time for you to work together, it is now."
Caleb's head dropped as Cornelia went back to glaring, and Will pushed the table away, stomping out of the room.
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"Prince Phobos." Elyon Brown walked through the castle with wide eyes, taking it all in. The world was bleak; dark. The castle was gloomy and dust ridden. Cedric had told her that the sky reflected the feelings of her brother, and that the distressed young prince had let the castle fall into disrepair through his mourning. "Your sister: Elyon."
He was stunning, in the most brotherly way Elyon could muster for the foreign man. He didn't look very kind though, and Elyon's nerves bubbled as she wished he looked softer; like Cedric. As though he heard her thoughts their eyes met then, a flicker of a smile on his lips reassured her. "Elyon. The name of a God."
"I-it's nice to meet you.." Elyon sniffed, suddenly realizing how horrible she must look with her eyes all puffy and red. "I-I, uh, didn't know.."
"I am so glad you are home." Home. Was he talking about the castle? The city? The planet? It felt better though; it was better not to know anything, and be ready to learn, than it had been on Earth; forced to learn, and never intended to be told anything. "Your family."
Elyon looked up to where Phobos was pointing, up to a large wall of paintings. There were so many; each frame marked with the name of the person of whom the picture was of. But Elyon could see something else which was disturbing her. Around the room were several other beings; plant-like creatures which seemed to be looking at her. Whispering. "W-what are those?"
"Now, Elyon." Elyon felt a little better as Cedric's hand rested on her shoulder. "We shouldn't judge a book by it's cover. They might not seem much, but we are all equal. To offend them would be to offend your brother."
Suddenly Elyon felt a lump of guilt in her throat. Who was she to judge them? They were probably just shy.. She had no right to question looks, when she had no clue of their species or any other of the world. She was the alien here. "Right."