[ Julius' living quarters are Spartan like the rest of his ship, with barely any hint of customization save for the white bark that has threaded itself all around Fenrir's interior. He's compliant and quiet with Sion's insistence, dropping himself on his mattress while being mindful of not knocking into the other. ]
As do I.
[ They had darkness in their hearts, but condemnation is never an easy decision to make. ]
Rest well, Sion.
[ He turns off the ship lights using a branch and closes his eyes. ]
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As do I.
[ They had darkness in their hearts, but condemnation is never an easy decision to make. ]
Rest well, Sion.
[ He turns off the ship lights using a branch and closes his eyes. ]