Just smile and be happy.
"Oof. That sounds rough. I can definitely see why that may have influenced your opinion on healing." Suffering herself would be a big reason for her to sympathize with wounded creatures. He couldn't imagine being limited for eight weeks. If he was out for more than a day, that seemed like too long. It reminded him of something that brought a smile to his face as he said, "I did get sick once. Nasty fever that kept me down for about a week. And that was only because I faceplanted when out with the other kids. Apparently, I was burning up." Zavien chuckled at the memory. "I hadn't said anything, not wanting to miss out on training or worry my mom, but it was kind of hard to hide it when I came home with a giant scrape on my face, snot running down my chin. My mom refused to let me leave the house until I got her approval, although, she practically had to sit on me that last day. I'd been ready to run out the door, practice sword in hand." She'd bundled him in so many blankets, he was scared he'd get another fever, but her stern face shattering into hysterical laughter at his pouting face had convinced him to suffer through one more day with his loving mother.
On the topic of Lena's own childhood, he was surprised to hear when she'd changed. Considering she'd said she was the only Attuned in her family, he wondered aloud, "How did your family take that?" He'd heard of some Abandoned and Ancient being ostracized, but he didn't think anyone could fault someone for being blessed by the gods. However, families were a strange world that he didn't know much about.
Finishing off his last cake, Zavien shrugged his shoulders at her question. "As long as I can remember. My mom used to tell me stories about Dragoons and their dragons going on valiant quests, being the heroes of Caido. Like every little boy, I envisioned myself becoming a 'protector of Stormbreak.' However, unlike a lot of my friends, I didn't grow out of it." His smile was proud of his determination to pursue what some might consider a childish dream. It seemed inappropriate to mention that his mother's death had only further solidified his reasonings for making it a reality.
On the topic of Lena's own childhood, he was surprised to hear when she'd changed. Considering she'd said she was the only Attuned in her family, he wondered aloud, "How did your family take that?" He'd heard of some Abandoned and Ancient being ostracized, but he didn't think anyone could fault someone for being blessed by the gods. However, families were a strange world that he didn't know much about.
Finishing off his last cake, Zavien shrugged his shoulders at her question. "As long as I can remember. My mom used to tell me stories about Dragoons and their dragons going on valiant quests, being the heroes of Caido. Like every little boy, I envisioned myself becoming a 'protector of Stormbreak.' However, unlike a lot of my friends, I didn't grow out of it." His smile was proud of his determination to pursue what some might consider a childish dream. It seemed inappropriate to mention that his mother's death had only further solidified his reasonings for making it a reality.
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