- Location
- Canada
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Surprisingly helpful Armsmaster is Helpful
Taylor
The bus doesn't look like what Taylor usually has in mind when she thinks of the word 'bus'.
It's not square enough. It's closer to an old car, but longer, with four pairs of big, wide wheels that stick underneath. It looks almost like a child's toy.
"Oh, damn it," Armsmaster says. He's chosen not to wear his armor, which composes the majority of their luggage.
She looks at him in askance.
"The wheels," he says. "Given their size and shape, it looks like we're going to go through some rough patches of the road, and I don't think that thing will have a very good suspension. I don't expect we will have a very comfortable journey."
Oh.
Well. That's inconvenient, but not necessarily a problem.
There is an awkward silence.
"They don't hate you, you know," Armsmaster says, voice low.
Taylor turns to look at him, and he jerks his head in the others' direction.
"They're mad," he says, "but I don't think they hate you. They will forgive you in time. Except Hellhound, maybe."
It might be silly, but when Taylor steps inside the bus, she's feeling hopeful.
Yeah but isn't Taylor close to Hellhound? Or was that later in the story?
I hope this gets a bit of elaboration. That's quite the switch from her earlier opinion and I'd love to see how their relationship improved.She has Taylor, and Aise, and the others, and the people at the shelter. It's… nice.
"Wait," Regent says, sounding far too delighted. "Wait. Are you suggesting to willingly eat bugs like some kind of giant spider?"
[...]
"Armsspider," Regent says. "Or maybe Spidermaster. Wait. No. Spidey."
He forgets about her, sometimes. About her very existence. It scares him. What if one day, he doesn't remember her?
Nice call back 😁