[There is a moment when it feels like the world dims to monochrome and time stands still around Percy when the stranger bumps into him. He sucks in a sharp breath and his hand automatically darts for where The List would have been, before he remembered what became of that weapon. The moment passes before long and the world brightens up to its usual saturation when he realizes that the stranger poses no threat to him. Here in Rexxentrum, he can be just another unknown variable.
It should be liberating, and it probably would have been if not for the fact that Percy finds himself missing his friends already. Even though he did this for them, a fact he is going to need to keep reminding himself.]
The apologies are all mine. [He manages a small smile, and tries to remember what it is like to interact with other people without the cloud of a demonic entity hanging over his head. I should have watched where I was going more carefully.
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It should be liberating, and it probably would have been if not for the fact that Percy finds himself missing his friends already. Even though he did this for them, a fact he is going to need to keep reminding himself.]
The apologies are all mine. [He manages a small smile, and tries to remember what it is like to interact with other people without the cloud of a demonic entity hanging over his head. I should have watched where I was going more carefully.