ANNOUNCEMENT where to place fault is up to them

[b. shadowmend]

i would rather die than let you go

juliet to your romeo

Branwen was neither sick nor wilting of faith in either Monty or Neandryne, and yet even she seemed more despondent than usual. It was no surprise that she'd showed up for the meeting, of course; if ever there was someone with high hopes, it was her, and yet... Perhaps it was the guilt, the self-blame; if even her steadfast faith couldn't help them, what could? Or perhaps she thought too highly of herself.

Her fur prickled with unease as the angry congregants cries grew louder and louder, until it seemed it was all she could hear. She itched, knowing that their frustration and disappointment was valid, and yet unable to shove away the bitterness that swirled within that they couldn't just see why Montgomery would do what he was. Lucia was important to him. Lucia was important to her. Didn't they have people they loved, that they'd do anything for!?

She waited, patiently, for Montgomery to hash out Seven's task before stepping up and volunteering herself, too. "I'll take a task," she offered quietly, shooting the canine a warm, sympathetic smile. "Don't bother giving me anything easy. I want something to occupy myself for a while... If that's alright?"