idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
For the first time that day Koa truly smiles, the storm clouds that have soured his expression breaking into reverent adulation and the slightest tinge of pink. "My Lady," he answers, bowing deeply, a playful glimmer in the burnished gaze that can't leave Safrin's face. He straightens as the others are addressed in turn, quietly smug to note that he is the only one greeted by name. A goddess knows my name! he does not mentally squeal, because that would be childish and he's a grown-ass man.
But if there's a manly version, then yeah. Koa does that.
Now straightened at attention, Koa watches the ring pass from Safrin to Zavien, the instructions ringing in his mind. Someone infected? Immediately his thoughts flash to Ever, now apparently Dahlia's right-hand man. Is that why the Aviator has so dramatically changed? No slideshows involved, just good old fashioned evil corruption bullshit? He glances at Lena, mouthing the name, a questioning frown downturning his brows. "We're need to talk to him anyway," Koa murmurs, leaning in toward the Caretaker. "Might as well see if it works? It'd explain a lot."
It would also mean his friend isn't actually evil, which, in Koa's book, is always a good thing.
But if there's a manly version, then yeah. Koa does that.
Now straightened at attention, Koa watches the ring pass from Safrin to Zavien, the instructions ringing in his mind. Someone infected? Immediately his thoughts flash to Ever, now apparently Dahlia's right-hand man. Is that why the Aviator has so dramatically changed? No slideshows involved, just good old fashioned evil corruption bullshit? He glances at Lena, mouthing the name, a questioning frown downturning his brows. "We're need to talk to him anyway," Koa murmurs, leaning in toward the Caretaker. "Might as well see if it works? It'd explain a lot."
It would also mean his friend isn't actually evil, which, in Koa's book, is always a good thing.
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