Andoran looked at the Watchtower. His eyes narrowed. He felt a pull to it. Something just below the surface, that if he tried to really feel it, it would slip away. There was something there. Something dark, and yet, inside of all of that dark, there was some light.
Iris burst into his field of vision and snapped him out of his thoughts. She twisted the front part of her shell. Andoran gave a nod and looked back at Emrys and Crow. "I also need to head to Petra, or at least radio to her about the scorn. We should go to your contact, Crow, see if he knows anything. Then I can radio in to Petra about the scorn. She might give us more intel or resources and then we can head to that watchtower." He then focused on Emrys. "Cousin? Were you an awoken?"
Iris burst into his field of vision and snapped him out of his thoughts. She twisted the front part of her shell. Andoran gave a nod and looked back at Emrys and Crow. "I also need to head to Petra, or at least radio to her about the scorn. We should go to your contact, Crow, see if he knows anything. Then I can radio in to Petra about the scorn. She might give us more intel or resources and then we can head to that watchtower." He then focused on Emrys. "Cousin? Were you an awoken?"