Eclipse nodded slowly, setting her front talons back on the floor of the cage. Then she pointed a claw at the young Solarwing, tilting her head inquiringly. And you are..., she thought, hoping he understood.
Sol closed his eyes, trying to push away the sick feeling in his stomach.
"I am Sol. Son of King..- King Helios." He replied in Dragon, still not daring to look at the red SolarWings slumped form.
"You will be sold tonight." He swallowed, trying to form a sentence as his thoughts met head on, obliterating anything remotely intelligent. "Tobias will bid on you.
We'll bid on you." He promised, ignoring Tobias as the man slowly turned to give him a sarcastic look. "I.." he sighed.
Sol turned back to Tobias. "Offer something now. You can do that, right? Can't you just pay them upfront?"
"What? What- no. Not really. Dude, the bids are gonna get CRAZY high-"
"How much?"
"Millions."
"You can do that."
"
What?" Tobias laughed uncomfortably, "No. No, not really."
"Put me in tonight on the SandWings. I could get you enough."
Tobias shook head hard as he glanced around, taking a step closer to Sol. "No. No, very, terrible, awful, stupid,
stupid, idea."
"I want to."
"I don't care- do you know how dangerous-"
"
I need to."
Tobias swore, clenching his fists, "Danggit, Sol, I'll lose you. You'll die. And then- and then I.." he bit his lip harder, and Sol waited patiently. "Why?"
"You heard our conversation."
Tobias looked away, his eyes glazing over for a moment. "To the death. Everything's to the death tonight." He whispered.
"I know."
Tobias heaved a heavy breath.
"Ay, put 'im in, August, evey'un'ull like et." Someone suggested, and Tobias swore again, moving closer to Sol.
"You thought this through? Don't act on your emotions, pal." Tobias warned quietly.
"I've thought it through." Sol lied.
Tobias nodded.
Sol gave him a relieved smile.
"I hate it. I hate it,
so. much."
"I know."
Tobias reached for his phone, whipping it from his pocket and striding off a ways.
The moment his conversation began, Sol turned back to the LunarWing, hesitating before leaning down to look her in the eye. "We'll get you out." He promised again. "I'll get you out."