Cordelia
The other three are already there by the time that Cordelia arrives. The boys start on the outline and Cordelia isn't sure there is much she can contribute, but she finds some stakes in the building supplies that Deimos brought, grabbing a mallet too so she can hammer them into the ground. It takes more effort than she would like to admit, given that the dirt is iced over and frozen solid, but she manages it. Taking some string, Cordelia wraps it around the stakes, outlining where the base is going to go.
She doesn't speak while she works, keeping her eyes down and her emotions walled off, unwilling to let even Deimos in on the turmoil ravaging her body. Instead her focus is solely on the work ahead of her. Nothing more and nothing less.
Cordelia uses stakes and string to outline.
She doesn't speak while she works, keeping her eyes down and her emotions walled off, unwilling to let even Deimos in on the turmoil ravaging her body. Instead her focus is solely on the work ahead of her. Nothing more and nothing less.
Cordelia uses stakes and string to outline.
'Cause darling, it was good // Never looking down
And right there where we stood // Was holy ground
And right there where we stood // Was holy ground
