sometimes people leave you halfway through the wood

[madskilled]

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[undermyfeet]

[He sets his jaw because this doesn't feel right, going into hiding. It doesn't feel like it's honoring them.

But he's a kid and he can at least recognize that he's not in any capacity to be making decisions right now, so he nods.]

Whatever you think is best.

[moralitypolice]

I want your input. I do. I'm not going to hide you away and throw away the key. But, you will be safe.

( Safer. )

And no matter where we go, we will have to go. The power vacuum in the coven could backfire. There's already dissension.

[undermyfeet]

[Yeah, this is not good. There's a restless energy as he pushes up off the bed, moving to the window to look down on the street.]

I could name Eliza as the acting head of the coven. She was on Isaac's side but she'll pull everyone back in.

[He's not strong enough to hold them together, but Eliza will until he's ready.]

[moralitypolice]

For now, yes. You're still the head. She's still going to consult with you, and ask what you think should be done. You inherited everything.

( And more magic than he's probably ever carried. )

[undermyfeet]

[He nods slowly, before running a hand over his face.]

How long do we have before we leave? I should be here for the funeral rites.

[moralitypolice]

However long you need, but, also not more than two or three days. We need to keep moving. Do you - need help with the arrangements?

( She's planned funerals before. It happens when you come from Mystic Falls. )

[undermyfeet]

Yeah. Yeah, that'd be good.

[Danny's never had to plan any. And now he has to have three. He glances back over his shoulder to look at her.]

Thanks. For being here.

[moralitypolice]

( She nods, her lips forming a smile that doesn't reach her eyes. )

I'm not going anywhere, Danny.

[undermyfeet]

[He nods, and is about to say something else when Eliza calls up to them and says there's food.]

We should probably go fill her in.

[moralitypolice]

And, if you want, ask her opinion. While this is a democracy, ultimately, we're going to do what you want to do.

( That's writ. )

[undermyfeet]

[He shakes his head, before turning to follow her.]

No, it makes sense. We'll do it.

[He needs a few months before he's angry enough to actually take anything on anyway.]

Let's go.