mark's hand grips alainn's arm and he moves her back beside him the moment he realizes what is happening - a moment that's too late, and he watches with wide eyes as rose's weapon sinks into dimitris' chest, piercing all the way through, blood gurgling out of his mouth, cutting off any final words he might have to offer. his eyes roll back, and he slowly slips off from the blade, collapsing onto the ground, as mark keeps his arm firmly around alainn, watching the life leave the man who ruined so much of his past.
his eyes drift to rose, and there's a weary gratitude in them - for saving alainn, yes, but maybe for something else too. he certainly doesn't look like he's discontent about not having twisted that final knife and taken dimitris' life himself.
he just looks tired, and glad to see it done. and when it's clear that it is, he turns back to meet wynn's gaze, and sees the knight's leader watching him carefully, granting him a single nod of approval.
mark doesn't return it, turning instead towards alainn more fully, and saying quietly, but firmly: ] Let's go home.
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mark's hand grips alainn's arm and he moves her back beside him the moment he realizes what is happening - a moment that's too late, and he watches with wide eyes as rose's weapon sinks into dimitris' chest, piercing all the way through, blood gurgling out of his mouth, cutting off any final words he might have to offer. his eyes roll back, and he slowly slips off from the blade, collapsing onto the ground, as mark keeps his arm firmly around alainn, watching the life leave the man who ruined so much of his past.
his eyes drift to rose, and there's a weary gratitude in them - for saving alainn, yes, but maybe for something else too. he certainly doesn't look like he's discontent about not having twisted that final knife and taken dimitris' life himself.
he just looks tired, and glad to see it done. and when it's clear that it is, he turns back to meet wynn's gaze, and sees the knight's leader watching him carefully, granting him a single nod of approval.
mark doesn't return it, turning instead towards alainn more fully, and saying quietly, but firmly: ] Let's go home.