Still on the topic of why Elias chose to keep a low profile, "To avoid attention," Damon said. "Maybe he doesn't want to be targeted. Or maybe he's saving himself for something worse."
"I know someone who'd have grown out to be just like him." Damon murmured more to himself than the others as he was hit with a wave of nostalgia.
Damien, his twin brother, might've ended just like Elias.
The table fell silent for a moment.
Then Daveon spoke up. "Vekar's dangerous too. He's reckless, sure. But if he gets near you, it's like being locked in a storm with no ground."
"Too bad storms are predictable," Damon said flatly. "You can feel them coming. They don't hide. If I was a Year Five, I probably would've been able to deal with him." Eben as he spoke it, he doubted the words.
He took another bite, then gestured with his fork. "But let's stop pretending we're fighting Year Fives. That's not our tier."
"Yet," Daveon grinned.
