Ellyra's words sounded all too familiar to the courier, especially when compared to some of his own last conversations with Stormbreak's Heart, and he chewed his lip fiercely as he was caught between agreement and defending his friend. The problem was that he didn't know how to defend her when he knew just how much she had been struggling to find her motivation and reason for remaining in her position.
Even so, to leave without a word to anyone? Especially people like Ellyra, once Tal heard how long the women had known each other.
He scuffed his boot on the stone again, shoulders hunched in quiet misery and so lost in his own discomfort that he didn't notice how Ellyra was a feline mirror to his own body language. "Me? Um... well, we've known each other for... four years, mebbe five?" Before the War, before she'd moved to Stormbreak, when she'd been freshly out of the Grounds and just beginning to explore the wider world beyond it. "I guess... I'm just worried about 'er, 'Lyra," he admitted more quietly, freeing a hand to rub at the back of his neck. "If y'hear from her could y'just... lemme know that she's okay?"
Even so, to leave without a word to anyone? Especially people like Ellyra, once Tal heard how long the women had known each other.
He scuffed his boot on the stone again, shoulders hunched in quiet misery and so lost in his own discomfort that he didn't notice how Ellyra was a feline mirror to his own body language. "Me? Um... well, we've known each other for... four years, mebbe five?" Before the War, before she'd moved to Stormbreak, when she'd been freshly out of the Grounds and just beginning to explore the wider world beyond it. "I guess... I'm just worried about 'er, 'Lyra," he admitted more quietly, freeing a hand to rub at the back of his neck. "If y'hear from her could y'just... lemme know that she's okay?"
