4 hours
He sat motionless as his ship sped off, replaying her descent in his head until he felt his chest tighten. Then he watched it again.
“Cayde…” Sundance sat cradled in his hands, weak. “Talk to me.”
“You know the last thing I said to her.” His voice was void of emotion, a tone she hated hearing. “‘Promise me you’ll live.’”
“It’s not your fault. No one knew… any of this…” Her eye was dim. “...would happen.”
“I was in charge of her. It’s entirely my fault. I left.”
“No, Cayde.” Her eye narrowed. “You didn’t know. You were just trying to defend the City. The only person responsible is whoever threw her off. And we’ll kill them. Alright?”
“Alright.”
“We just...have to be careful.”
He bitterly chuckled. “I’d better learn how to do that quick, shouldn’t I?”