<div class="floatleft">(https://imgur.com/gctqCME.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ramzi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303102.msg14805161#msg14805161)<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>All<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gaia, Arizona<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Dark pants and boots, with an open faced robe.<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Conceding, Reminiscent<br/><hr/>What could be done in this situation? To prove his point would he contend with two, no, three of them? In such a situation would the other two choose sides? No. Niko was poison that tainted the well of decision, and muddied the clearness of choice. This was now a reality as three set into the same line of choice, and contesting that would only bring further ruin. Unfortunate as it may be, the truth was that even with those actions he was still likely better off with them than without. Ramzi’s eyes flitted between Fen, Adan, and Niko. Then to Korey who seemed the most likely to reason among them. They lingered on the redhead for longer than a moment before falling to the ground and slipping closed. His hands folded before himself. His council was no longer required, and more importantly, there was no interest in heeding it.<br/><br/>He looked instead inward to decisions that he had made. Searching for anything that might have landed him here. They might not look for the strings, but he would. He began to analyze things he had done, both of his own volition and by instruction. Could any of those have tethered him indirectly to these others? And while scouring his thoughts he remained aware of those around them, waiting for decision to be made, and for direction to be chosen. He would follow…<br/><br/>Just as he always had.