DEIMOS
Nodding at the summation of the flower portion of the options given, he pressed back any other loose portions of soil, before going further into explanations. “You are more than welcome to gather a group together to accomplish the remaining options too,” but it’d be long and arduous, and the Sword wasn’t certain if they’d have that sort of time between them all. “But we thought the lilies might be enough for now.” A head start, without need of getting anyone else mauled or maimed in the process. “In the past, we have used them to heal people from various diseases.” He'd been amongst the affected and inflicted, and had no urgency to repeat the process of infestation either. “So likely, they can do the same for the infected regions.”
The other inquiry gave him pause – because he hadn’t expected it at all. Brows furrowing, upon inspection and perusal and treating it with quiet contemplation and meticulousness, several other questions of his own framed through his mind. “What is it for?” He rarely balked at most Safrin-affiliated things, but he also didn’t want to be caught in something he may want to avoid.
Zavien’s following statement yielded something of his own vulnerabilities too – because there was a chance Deimos wouldn’t make it back either. It wasn’t a notion he’d openly discussed, save for with Evie, and even then, after what they’d been through, it didn’t ease any ongoing tensions and trepidation. He didn’t glance at the Dragoon, and instead at the object, holding it neatly between his fingers. “And what if I do not return?” What of their ring then?
The other inquiry gave him pause – because he hadn’t expected it at all. Brows furrowing, upon inspection and perusal and treating it with quiet contemplation and meticulousness, several other questions of his own framed through his mind. “What is it for?” He rarely balked at most Safrin-affiliated things, but he also didn’t want to be caught in something he may want to avoid.
Zavien’s following statement yielded something of his own vulnerabilities too – because there was a chance Deimos wouldn’t make it back either. It wasn’t a notion he’d openly discussed, save for with Evie, and even then, after what they’d been through, it didn’t ease any ongoing tensions and trepidation. He didn’t glance at the Dragoon, and instead at the object, holding it neatly between his fingers. “And what if I do not return?” What of their ring then?
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
