Re: Bastian, Isaac
Isaac nodded in agreement, his lips twisting with displeasure. "He's been at it a lot, lately. The deaths. More than ... more than the last year, anyrate," he murmured softly, eyes straying occasionally toward the door of the compartment.
"And that's only what we hear about."
He leaned forward as well, so he wouldn't have to elevate his voice any more than he absolutely had to. "I think things are ... are going to be dicey this year, and here on out." His blue eyes were troubled, though not yet distressed. "Think we should try to start something at school? Recruiting up the good ones? The ones that can and will fight? The ones the Order hasn't already extended their calling card to?"
A faint smirk tugged briefly at his lips, and he wondered if they could ally themselves with the Order, if they got started as something.