He can’t offer anything to Raju in this moment, any words to help calm him were robbed of him between the injuries and the events of the town meeting. He just focuses on the walk, the slow trudge forward, the slow creep of helplessness crawling up his spine.
What does he do now? Any appeal to the group won’t be heard; he has no influence here (clearly), no power or control. There isn’t the structure for it, and bless his men who can’t seem to shake the Royal Navy, but it isn’t appropriate here.
Hickey’s been empowered. More will die.
He can feel the heat radiating off of Raju, but instead of concerning it feels almost comforting. He leans a little closer, trying to draw in a little more heat.
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He can’t offer anything to Raju in this moment, any words to help calm him were robbed of him between the injuries and the events of the town meeting. He just focuses on the walk, the slow trudge forward, the slow creep of helplessness crawling up his spine.
What does he do now? Any appeal to the group won’t be heard; he has no influence here (clearly), no power or control. There isn’t the structure for it, and bless his men who can’t seem to shake the Royal Navy, but it isn’t appropriate here.
Hickey’s been empowered. More will die.
He can feel the heat radiating off of Raju, but instead of concerning it feels almost comforting. He leans a little closer, trying to draw in a little more heat.