Where there's life there's hope.
Being the unashamedly naive little hatchling that he is, Sol immediately falls for the trap, too enraptured by the feathery texture to notice (or care) that the owner might be baiting him. In a flurry of splashing wings and stubby limbs, the dragon dives forward to try and catch the tail in his paws. Zavien doesn't even glance their direction, too focused on the topic at hand. "Have I heard of the Queen of Torchline? Who hasn't?" His laugh is light and playful. Of course he's heard of the leader. She isn't exactly easy to miss with her dazzling eyes and confident personality. Smiling, he shakes his head. "I've even met her a couple times, and I must say, you guys would make a handsome pair. A power couple that would surely make everyone jealous." Although Zavien can't even imagine the heartbreak that would follow in the Dragoon's wake. The death of another bachelor.
Tilting his head, he considers the listed obstacles. "I don't see why it should matter who you used to date. It's not like Sohalia's in the right headspace for a relationship right now, so she's not really a threat." His words and actions look like a general formulating motives and strategies, assessing the situation from all angles. Grinning, he gestures to the man in a (vaguely familiar) extravagant manner. "And how could she not pick you?" Zavien says the words, but he worries about Koa seeing Flora when she's actively seeing someone else. That's a lot of stress for someone to have, always comparing themself or competing for affection. He doesn't like the idea of his friend getting hurt by someone he obviously cares so much for. Yet he keeps the playful smile on his face, not willing to discourage the Dragoon from finding love.
Contrastingly, Koa's laughing claim has Zavien groaning, rubbing his cheeks to dispel the growing heat and spreading the splashed water, but it just makes them even more red, nearly matching the blood pool only feet away. "Was it that obvious?" His question is small and filled with mortification. If his friend has noticed, Lena might have noticed. It makes him want to sink under the water and scream with embarrassment, replaying every moment that he might have revealed the feelings he hadn't even recognized until recently.
Hanging his head, he says, "I don't know..." The words are a combination of multiple response. 'I don't know if she does like me.' 'I don't know if I'm good enough.' 'I don't know how to do it.' 'I don't know if I should.' He tries to hide the uncertainty, but the Dragoon does a poor job of it, his eyes shifting to avoid Koa's while he lets his hands run through the water distractingly.
Student mode: activated.
Zavien
