Cyrus keeps starin' at nothing. He's clearly mulling something over in his head. Doesn't seem satisfied with Kale's answer.
There's a long pause while he holds the shot in his hand. He brings it to his lips and downs it in a slow gulp. Then he fina…
"Bishop is tough. Tough and good. If'n she ain't on yer side, you'd respect her even as she breaks yer neck. If'n she is, ya than yer stars." Cyrus smiles. "In some ways, not that diff'rent than Snargs and yerself."
A long pause as Cyrus stares off…
Cyrus stares at nothing, lost in thought, after Kale finishes.
"Ya know I think yer right about all'a that in my heart of hearts, Kale. But lately... I dunno."
Cyrus takes another drink.
"Lately I been thinkin' that when we drop off Blackbird th…
"To slowdowns!" Cyrus says, as he knocks back the whisky.
He grabs the bottle off the table and pours himself and Kale another shot each.
"So, friend. As long as we're in a slowin' down sort of mood, what d'ya think could make ya give up tha life…
With a chuckle Cyrus says "The hard stuff'll do nicely right now, m'friend."
He drops into a chair and leans back, letting out a grunt. "It's all been a bit nonstop, hasn't it, as of late?" Cyrus lets out a deep sigh. "I could use a nice lil' slow…
Cyrus is walking through the hallways of The Owl, mostly just to have something to do.
I wonder if he's gone? he thinks. Right before The Owl got pulled under, Cyrus saw the giant tentacle of a sky squid cut a swath in the Hand of Despair that no s…
Vance takes the mic for the P.A. in his hand and clicks the button. It crackles to life with an audible hiss. He puts it to his lips and begins the speech he's wanted to give to his brother his whole life.
"Oh Isiah... are you still mad that ma lik…
Cyrus puts his hand on Snargle's shoulder and leans in.
"Okay Snargs, ol' mate. Ya got this. Yer nothin' if not the best pilot in the blue. No Imperial is even fit ta carry yer lunch pail."
Cyrus has just been staring, slack jawed, at Kale. Finally, the Captain manages to pull his jaw shut. He turns to Snargle and says "Alright, Snargs. I trust ya. We're going to buzz by them there Imperials and as we do, yer gonna patch me through on …
Cyrus keeps staring out that front window. His jaw is set, but his lip is quivering ever so slightly. Not fear, exactly, but not far off... impotent rage?
"They're already making examples of everyone down there. How can I run when I can stop it? B…
Cyrus peers out the window at the carnage below and sighs.
"I know ya can get us out of here, Snargs, but if ya do, nothing is going to stop what's goin' on down there. Maybe if I turn myself in, I can convince 'em they've got no more reason to be …
Cyrus' mouth is curled into a sneer. He seems so lost in shaking rage that Naomi can't quite tell if he's responding to her or if he didn't hear her and just so happens to be answering her question.
"Isiah. My own brother. Here to collect me."
Cy…
Cyrus picks his jacket up off the floor and nods. "I look forward to it, Blackbird."
He then turns and heads back towards his cabin. As soon as he rounds the corner to get out of Blackbird's sight, he pauses and lets out a long sigh and smacks hims…
Cyrus matter-of-factly states "Yer heart will tell ya what to do." He smiles again and, with a wink, adds "And if it don't, just ask Bishop. She's a smart one."
As he says this, Cyrus removes his jacket and casually tosses it to the side of the cor…
Cyrus smiles a wry grin and leans in, conspiratorially. "Now, Blackbird, don't go knockin' lust and tryin' to escape. I've found that a fair amount of what makes the blue spin around us is lust and tryin' to escape from things."
He pauses, and his…
"Sorry for what?" Cyrus says, looking somewhat confused. He takes a small step towards her and quietly asks "Is everythin' all right, Blackbird? Big questions and tears usually mean somethin' is up in my experience."
Cyrus stops dead in his tracks as Blackbird asks him this. He spins around to look at her, contemplating her face for a good while. Finally, he opens his mouth to speak.
"I'm tempted to say somethin' brash, Blackbird. At least three quarters of bei…
Cyrus' face goes blank. The color drains from his cheeks. He looks at Kale again, then looks back at Blackbird.
"Um... I just wanted to let you know..."
He's stammering, clearly confounded. Then he regains his composure.
"Naomi. She was injured…
Cyrus blankly looks back and forth between Kale and Blackbird, Blackbird and Kale, his mouth hanging open just a little bit...
"Wait... blood... with child... channeling... what's going on?"