The question is a knot in his stomach. Who's left with you? Who's left... at all? God, so few. Bridgens is.... gone now. And Le Vesconte is... walking. They were walking, together. They'd left the rest behind. Jopson—
Something wounded flickers across Edward's eyes and then settles in deeply there, darkening the browns of them to something more blackened. But Hickey's words have some... sense to them, as much as none of this makes sense. He'd woken in a small cabin alone. Clearly, they've all been... separated. Placed here. It must be some grand kidnapping. Some madness. Why not? The madness would only continue; it seems fitting.
Regardless, his silence in response to Hickey's question is probably telling of the answer.
".....Then we must find them." Finally he speaks, with a swell of desperate resolve. Right, then. Action. He must take action. Edward stays where he is, which is a few safe feet from the other man, but nudges the end of his gun quickly towards the ground. "Toss that knife here and take a step back. You'll stay with me. We'll search together."
Hickey's life is cruel! Unjust! All he asked for was to Dethrone God!!
Something wounded flickers across Edward's eyes and then settles in deeply there, darkening the browns of them to something more blackened. But Hickey's words have some... sense to them, as much as none of this makes sense. He'd woken in a small cabin alone. Clearly, they've all been... separated. Placed here. It must be some grand kidnapping. Some madness. Why not? The madness would only continue; it seems fitting.
Regardless, his silence in response to Hickey's question is probably telling of the answer.
".....Then we must find them." Finally he speaks, with a swell of desperate resolve. Right, then. Action. He must take action. Edward stays where he is, which is a few safe feet from the other man, but nudges the end of his gun quickly towards the ground. "Toss that knife here and take a step back. You'll stay with me. We'll search together."