// and all my flowers grew back as thorns //
Thorn watches as the final moments of the void forged fyrhund begin to play out - offering what healing he can to the Dragoon to end it. And when it finally falls and Thorn exhales a breath of relief, he looks up to see Hadama turned toward him, his seafoam gaze bright as he flashes a crooked smile toward the Tidebreaker. “No problem.” His smile widens a touch, before he looks over toward the Dragoon.
“Nah, I’m good!” He reassures Zavien with a pat on his back before nodding back to the question of whether or not Hadama is good. “I can heal ya if you need it.” He offers quietly, content to help whether or not the Tidebreaker wants him to, following with the duo until they get to a more comfortable section of the Climb.
- FIN
“Nah, I’m good!” He reassures Zavien with a pat on his back before nodding back to the question of whether or not Hadama is good. “I can heal ya if you need it.” He offers quietly, content to help whether or not the Tidebreaker wants him to, following with the duo until they get to a more comfortable section of the Climb.
- FIN
THORN
