Posted 03 December 2012 - 08:39 PM
Darren looks up, and leaps back from surprise, catching his feet on a bush and tripping onto the ground. He scrambles back to his feet, brushing the dirt off his jacket.
He walks up to Syra, until he was right in front of her.
"You have nothing to be sorry for," he says firmly. "And you have every right to be mad. And... after all that," he takes a deep breath, trying to phrase his apology. "Look, I don't deserve to be forgiven by you. Ever. But you deserve my apology. And for what it's worth, I'm sorry. And I'll try to make it up to you, even if I can't. If I could take it all back, if I didn't listen to that stupid voice, none of us will have been hurt." He smiles weakly and holds out a hand.
Funny, that. Daren thinks to himself. Everything has come a full circle, from this clearing, to the quest, and right back here again.
"Friends?"
He tenses, preparing for the worst.
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