10-28-2018, 02:46 AM
"It... it couldn't be anyone else."
Taking soft, slow steps, the General made his way toward some area vaguely near Arrow and Leroy. He bit lightly at the inside of his cheek, a strange combination of nostalgia and sadness hitting him simultaneously. The aura given off by the visitor was unmistakable; ironically enough, Beck brought with him a whole slew of memories, even if they were not his own. Morgan let out a tense sigh, and he looked straight down at the ground as he formed his icy mask. He remembered exactly how he felt the last time he saw the old Commander, and it hurt a lot.
Yet somewhere inside he also felt a tinge of happiness, or perhaps relief. He was happy that some fragment of Tanglewood's past was not gone. Even if so many Tanglers had died or disappeared, it seemed that some still floated about.
After gathering himself, the masked dog walked to approach Beck, looking carefully at him as if to make sure he was real. He took a bit to come up with the right words to say; it was not every day that he had the chance to see someone return from so long before, even if it was only temporary. Once he was ready, he asked,
"What happened to you, Beck?"