~ C o n n o r ~ J o h n s o n ~
He catched another girls glimse, he wondered wether she would be there, she looked as horsey as anyone but he couldn't really tell as she was on the other side of the plane a few rows or so in front of him. His atention snapped back to the flight he looked as they got lower and lower, breathing in deeply as the plane hit the ground without a hitch of course, he then breathed out. He looked around again as the plane slowed and turned of the runway, he unclipped his belt but stayed seated grabbing his hand-lugage from in between his legs.
“Don’t think I have any intention of caressing your cheek and saying I was wrong.. I will not weep and wonder what might have been.
I’m sure you understand.
Still… I’m proud of you, in a way. You’ve shown great conviction. Strength. Courage. All noble qualities.
I should have killed you long ago.” - Haytham Kenway