Feb 22, 2017
He stares at the report in his shaking hands, vision blurring from tears threatening to spill over. No one in the room speaks, and the silence is almost deafening. Suddenly, there’s a warm hand on Uriel’s shoulder and he jerks back to reality, face turning slightly towards the man standing next to him. “I’m…so sorry, Inquisitor.” Cullen says softly, refusing to meet the other man’s watery blue gaze. “I have failed you.”