[se] tilted stage

'Cause she's a cruel mistress
And a bargain must be made

Liam didn't like it any more than Noah did, and a prick of guilt had his mouth twisting into a frown. He should have tried harder to find her, should have asked if she'd needed an escort to the meeting, should have done any number of things to make sure that she'd be protected and safe. Instead, he'd failed her - just like he'd failed to protect his family, all those years ago. The ex-Dragoon nodded tersely at Noah's offer to reach out to the people close to Phoebe. Maybe someone who knew her better would have a better chance of finding out where she'd gone and if she was okay.

But his offer of help seemed to refocus Noah, and the demigod offered instructions on what to do next. Ever the good soldier, Liam nodded and joined the group headed outside of the city. It was quickly clear that things outside of the Citadel were not well, and Liam fought to keep his face neutral as he took in the damage. Gods, but Stormbreak had been lucky. What would they have done had their city not floated above the clouds?

Liam got to work quickly enough, hauling debris out of the way and beginning to create a pile, out of the way, where the wreckage could be burned later, and ever-so-slowly, the area in which they worked began to look more normal.

But oh, my love, don't forget me
When I let the water take me

Liam