open + closed | mistakes have been made

[thereneverwas]

WHO: Barrow + you
WHAT: catch-all
WHEN: the general Firstfall/Haring vicinity
WHERE: around the Gallows
NOTES: lots of Templar-relevant navelgazing. starters in comments, holler if you'd like one

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[thereneverwas]

It takes a moment for Barrow to realize the question is for him, and he starts to alertness as he looks for its source. Redvers-- not the person he most wants to see right now, to be certain.

"I'm all right," he grunts back, taking a quick glance over at the intended activity-- got to make sure it's functional-- before he returns to what he was doing.

"Just got new straw," he adds, with a nod toward the target, "shouldn't fall apart anymore."

[atonally]

"For a while," Redvers says, agreeing and not.

Everything begins to fall apart eventually. Everything's reliant on someone coming along to patch the tears and bolster the defenses before it crumbles entirely. There's a useful metaphor here, but he's not a speechmaker.

He draws the bowstring without an arrow, back and forth, to warm his arms up.

"What are you going to do about the Order?"

[thereneverwas]

The irritated glance Barrow sends Redvers might constitute a microexpression, just enough that he has the satisfaction of having made the face without broadcasting his displeasure too clearly.

"I dunno," he sighs, in a sing-song voice, "crawl back on my belly and beg forgiveness, maybe. Set myself right in the eyes of the Maker and his righteous army."