Title: Falter
Prompt: None
Word Count: 92
[spoilers]

“Don’t falter,” Van says before they leave.

Largo looks back at him. “I won’t.”

“Good,” says Van, and really he means please.

—

“I won’t fail!” yell Natalia, readying her bow.

“I certainly hope so,” Largo replies, drawing his scythe.

“Don’t expect me to hold back just because you’re my father!”

Largo closes his eyes, just for a moment. “I wouldn’t expect anything less,” he growls, and really he means I’m sorry.

—

Largo closes his eyes, breathing slowing.

“I’m sorry,” he says to no one in particular.

But really, he means thank you.