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With a groan, you tell Scion, “Fuck, man, I wish. But no, I want to see this through.”
He laughs and gives you a gentle pat on your shoulder, “Ok, but if you pass out, I’m taking all the glory.”
Leaving Scion’s ship, you, him, and Luke walk out into the bright world together. Morrigan shadows you from behind, wordlessly but hungry to talk to you alone. No longer is the air a thick, humid stew that soaks you with its embrace and forces laboured breaths, and the gloom crafted by the skyscraping trees is gone. No longer is darkness surrounding you from every angle, sitting between the trees you happily abandoned on the forest floor. Luke is carrying a bundle of rags in his arms with the gentleness of a new father; with each footfall, he makes sure to keep the bundle steady with the utmost care. Within the rags is a rescued but damaged Jedi, Arine curled into the foetal position. She is so incredibly small in comparison to his hulking frame.
Strolling out, you see the dour-looking Jedi sitting on one of the raised steps of the temple. His glazed-over eyes do not see the sight of you approaching him. Only when you stop in front of him does he notice your trio. He blinks a few times, clearing away the mist from his eyes to take in the sight of the three figures cornering him. Despair fills his eyes, not noticing his wife in the cloth pile that Luke hefts with ease. It takes him a second to read the smiles on your faces, and confusion eeks into his.
“Luke, please take Arine to the medical ward. I want to talk to this man alone.” You speak, keeping your eyes locked on the shattered man, unsure how such an unstable man will react.
“Sure,” Luke says simply and leaves, walking through an entrance leading to the internals of a ziggurat.
The man jumps up and runs to chase after Luke and his wife, which Scion blocks with an outstretched arm. Scion’s arm stands firm as the man pushes against it; his strength is gone from depression-induced starvation. Scion gives a slight friendly chuckle that holds an undercurrent of threatening power, “Whoa, hold your horses; the man seems to have forgotten his deal Chris.”
“Hey mate, you can be with her in a minute, but you promised me anything to bring her back safe and sound,” You speak with a gentle, reasonable tone, trying to get him to control his emotions instead of having them explode. “Arine is alive, and your medical team will care for her, ensuring she will be well again. But before you go to see her, you owe us; it is a simple task that will take just a minute, and you can be back with your wife. All you need to do is go to Master Reela, vouch for us and get her to meet with me for a one-to-one meeting. That’s all you need to do. Can you do that?”
