Selection ceremony XXVVII ( Crow )

"Of course. But first to get you out of that precarious position of yours."

Jeroam remarks as he got to his feet and helped Crow to get back upright.

"Thanks for that. My shoulder was starting to kill me."

Crow remarks with a slight groan.

"You are welcome."

Jeroam replies with a gentle smile.

"Looking at you clearly now, it's sure really hard to keep that pained expression of yours hidden, huh."

Crow remarks, staring intently at Jeroam.

"So you can tell??"

Jeroam asks.

"Somewhat. Though it would seem it is due to the fact that you are unable to control your emotions. Does it have anything to do with the situation up there??"

Crow asks.

"Unfortunately, the situation has spiralled out of control. The attack claimed more lives than I expected."

Jeroam replies.

"So why are you down here talking to me, when you could be up there helping out??"

Crow asks with a raised brow.