[b][h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color]Senate Hall
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	Arthur flinched at Niah's description. He didn't know if she was trying to scare him or not, but if she was, it worked. They were dealing with something cataclysmic, and quite frankly, he was a 12 year old boy. There was a duality to him though, of course. He was also the son of the God of the Underworld. Those two identities felt mutually exclusive here, he couldn't flee, or trust somebody else to deal with this for him. He'd watched people he cared about dying so much in the last week alone, and what made him realize he couldn't back out was that, if the demigods failed here, countless more would feel the grief he knew, and he didn't want that for [i]anyone[/i].

	Arthur steeled himself, and said, "[color=4286f4]When you put it like that, I don't really have a choice do I? If I stay back and they succeed, I don't know if I'd ever be okay with the result.[/color]" He looked over to Andy, and he frowned. They cared about each other, and he didn't want to lose her too, and he knew she felt the same way about him. He couldn't imagine she would fight without him, or he without her. In going, he was accepting risk of losing [i]her[/i], and he didn't want that, but it was an impossible choice. Andy could make her own decisions, and he knew that, even if she was fighting because of him, that was ultimately a choice she freely made.