He touches the U shaped item on his hip again. As he lifts his head their stares connect. It’s in his eyes that he knows they could be riding towards being prisoners and or slaves or anything like that. Shiro looks away from Noctis and shuts his eyes. He shoves back memories of hot sand and creatures so much larger than him. “I noticed. I can’t access anything I normally would have. If matters communication tech isn’t working either. I can’t raise my team.”
He hadn’t checked on the pilots just yet but the fact they are refusing to answer...a faintly haunted look passed across his face and his hands clench on his arms. He shouldn’t make conclusions. He can guess they were brought out for a reason but that reason of search and rescue could be anything.
It’s you. The champion.
Anything at all.
“It doesn’t seem like they’re transporting more than people. But they could have harness rigged below.” He can’t see. But he is still certain he would know if the Black Lion is being moved.
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He hadn’t checked on the pilots just yet but the fact they are refusing to answer...a faintly haunted look passed across his face and his hands clench on his arms. He shouldn’t make conclusions. He can guess they were brought out for a reason but that reason of search and rescue could be anything.
It’s you. The champion.
Anything at all.
“It doesn’t seem like they’re transporting more than people. But they could have harness rigged below.” He can’t see. But he is still certain he would know if the Black Lion is being moved.