L hit the damp earth with a soft grunt, lucky not to have slipped, then retrieved his axe as quickly as he could and moved away from the wall to make way for Lunge's own landing.
With a broader canvas to illuminate, and the clouds in the sky forming a reflective backdrop for the rosy glow, the light was brighter out here, the atmosphere eerie and still. It would have been easy to adopt the notion that the two of them were leaving the Institute's chaos far behind... easy, and foolish. Strange noises from that direction broke the silence now and then: reminders that any impression of real peace out here was an illusion.
When Lunge was with him again, L shot an expectant look at the older man, then turned to the east, prepared to walk. "So. Berg. Please go on. When you say couldn't, do you mean 'couldn't'... or 'wouldn't'? Did you have the sense that he was hiding something? Something specifically related to Lydia, that is." The old question of what had happened to the nurses--not least the one who might know something--tugged at him again.
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L hit the damp earth with a soft grunt, lucky not to have slipped, then retrieved his axe as quickly as he could and moved away from the wall to make way for Lunge's own landing.
With a broader canvas to illuminate, and the clouds in the sky forming a reflective backdrop for the rosy glow, the light was brighter out here, the atmosphere eerie and still. It would have been easy to adopt the notion that the two of them were leaving the Institute's chaos far behind... easy, and foolish. Strange noises from that direction broke the silence now and then: reminders that any impression of real peace out here was an illusion.
When Lunge was with him again, L shot an expectant look at the older man, then turned to the east, prepared to walk. "So. Berg. Please go on. When you say couldn't, do you mean 'couldn't'... or 'wouldn't'? Did you have the sense that he was hiding something? Something specifically related to Lydia, that is." The old question of what had happened to the nurses--not least the one who might know something--tugged at him again.