When her teasing, playful attitude of saying it should be a holiday instead, he had turned the conversation to a dark way as he asked why would anyone want to have a holiday to remind them of their failure. Reaching over to hold his hand, she said as she looked at him, “You didn’t screw up, Marekeis. I don’t know what happen back there, but you’re a Spectre, you have the toughest job that ever existed, you’re allowed to make tiny mistakes, but you didn’t screw up.” Squeezing his hand as he told her that he just want a celebration, “Sorry, I was just trying to lighten up the mood. Thought about joking about work and making it a holiday so you can actually have a day off would be funnier. Apologies if I had insulted you, Marekeis. Didn’t intend to that at all.”
Noticing the smile on his lips as she talked about his sisters, seeing him smile had made her smile since she knew that he was in a better mood than he was just a little bit before. Then his smile had disappear as fast as his smile had appeared. Frowning from his response that his sisters missed him because they believe he was dead and that it’s better this way. “Marekeis, I don’t want to argue with you, but you almost died out there. How do you think they would react knowing that their caretaker had to tell them that their brother was actually alive till recently? Even if they knew you were alive or dead, they would still miss you, and it’s not better this way, not at all.”
Removing her hand from his, she just sat there gripping her pants as she stared down at her lap, frustrated with how stubborn he is and how he keep reassuring himself that this is the only way and that things are better like this.
Solto turned his head to look at her, his hand gripping her own in return with a shake of his head, “I messed up. I killed people by making a stupid mistake, I attacked when I should have waited. I did make a huge mistake.. it wasn’t little to me.” He paused, eyes lowering to his lap before he shook his head, “Didn’t insult me.. I’m getting time off being trapped in here. Can’t go anywhere, and I can’t do much else.”
It was at the mention of the girls and Galene’s slight urgency at telling them the truth, his brows furrowing as his hand moved to grip against the blankets. Glancing away, he ran over the words in his mind to try and explain it again. They had talked about this before when the girls had first arrived, there was even a bit of tension on the subject before he was turning his head back to her and spoke in a soft voice.
“The girls are better off where they are, Galene. And there would be no reason to tell them I had been alive if I were to die tomorrow.” A sigh tumbled off his lips, “I would not want them to know I had lied to them. Kept them in the dark while I was watching them from afar. They’re safer right where they are and without knowing.” he bit out then as his eyes slid closed.