Zavien
As long as Lena still gave him attention, Sol didn't mind the snowball's usual growls. It was becoming somewhat familiar, and he chose to ignore the sound, peering up at the Caretaker as he waited patiently for her to resume the scratching. After all, who could deny such cuteness?
Laughing at the way Lena threw the question back at him, Zavien winked playfully at her. "All kinds." Demigods, leaders, soldiers, and courtesans mixed in with the hard-working backbones of society. It's impossible to say how he'd ended up connecting with such a wide assortment, but he wouldn't trade even one of them. Leaning casually on the shovel, he tried to explain it as best he could. "You know, it's hard to say what 'kind' of company I keep, but I like to think that I surround myself with good people. You most of all." They were the sort of people that he trusted to keep him accountable and help him to make the world a better place. They reminded him how to live and enjoy life.
He cleared the last hole with a satisfied sigh, wiping his arm across his forehead. When he turned back to the Caretaker, the dirt was smeared with his sweat over his bright smile. "Do you want me to start planting any of the seeds?"
Laughing at the way Lena threw the question back at him, Zavien winked playfully at her. "All kinds." Demigods, leaders, soldiers, and courtesans mixed in with the hard-working backbones of society. It's impossible to say how he'd ended up connecting with such a wide assortment, but he wouldn't trade even one of them. Leaning casually on the shovel, he tried to explain it as best he could. "You know, it's hard to say what 'kind' of company I keep, but I like to think that I surround myself with good people. You most of all." They were the sort of people that he trusted to keep him accountable and help him to make the world a better place. They reminded him how to live and enjoy life.
He cleared the last hole with a satisfied sigh, wiping his arm across his forehead. When he turned back to the Caretaker, the dirt was smeared with his sweat over his bright smile. "Do you want me to start planting any of the seeds?"
Tis better to have loved and lost,
than never to have loved at all.
than never to have loved at all.
