[ME] let’s give ‘em somethin’ to taco bout

Zavien

With Sol trotting along next to him, Zavien's mood was full of positivity and excitement for the taco party. Anything involving food and friends was always a good time. At least that's what he thought... Shifting the comically large cowboy hat on his head, he felt his ring warm against his hand. A quick glance around showed Everest amongst those present. He couldn't say exactly what emotions he was feeling as he looked upon the aviator. The man hadn't done anything against him personally, but just the knowledge that he was infected made him hesitant to label him as a friend. And seeing the company around him, Zavien felt validated with those concerns. 

His emotions quickly shifted to ones of worry and concern as he spotted Noe and Lena standing amongst the suspiciously off appearance of Vox and the outright criminal face of every warning poster in Caido, Pierce. The Dragoon's feet were swift, Sol trailing a little more hesitantly behind him as he made his way to the Caretaker's side. Placing a gentle hand on her shoulder - whether to reassure her or him, he wasn't sure - he gave her a bright, unburdened smile. "Sorry I'm late. Can I help with anything?" She seemed to be concealing any nerves admirably and he took strength in that as he turned to the violet visitors. Looking towards the others, Zavien kept his smile as comfortable as he could, despite the way Vox made his skin slither along with his movements. "Nice to see you, Noe, Everest." Tilting his head, he tried to keep his tone light as he addressed Pierce and Vox. "I don't believe I've met either of you." Although his body tried to resist, he offered out a polite hand towards them. "I'm Zavien."

I learned that in suffering,
we find the true measure of our strength.