[John of his own accord takes off his helmet in an unsecured location, and when she looks into those familiar eyes for the first time in years, Halsey's blood goes as cold as her enemies in ONI accuse her of being. Set deep against the pallor of his face, John's eyes are as blue as hers and always have been, but now the sharpness they also shared is gone. SPARTANs aren't the emotionless machines of UNSC propaganda, far from it--Halsey has seen those eyes fierce with determination, lit by joy and anger, clouded with confusion--but this is the only time they've ever been darkened by despair.
"She" can of course mean just one thing, and it explains why only Halsey and John are speaking. Her hand curls into a fist against John's chest, nails digging into her palm. It's anger, but not at him. Never at him. So much must have happened in the four years since he'd disappeared, so much she could have prevented or at least minimized if only she'd had the freedom to act instead of pacing the cage Parangosky had thrown her in to get the last word in their long-running argument.]
Cortana? She stayed behind where? The Forward Unto Dawn?
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"She" can of course mean just one thing, and it explains why only Halsey and John are speaking. Her hand curls into a fist against John's chest, nails digging into her palm. It's anger, but not at him. Never at him. So much must have happened in the four years since he'd disappeared, so much she could have prevented or at least minimized if only she'd had the freedom to act instead of pacing the cage Parangosky had thrown her in to get the last word in their long-running argument.]
Cortana? She stayed behind where? The Forward Unto Dawn?