Zavien
I think all things,
in their way,
in their way,
The concern was evident in her eyes, understandably heavy with passion for people. It was one of the reasons he was so willing to trust her despite their short time knowing each other. That kind of empathy wasn't something people could fake. It was too heavy a burden. Smiling softly, Zavien let out a hum as he nodded, absorbing her words. "Hmmm... you could think of it that way... Or you could focus on giving people the opportunity to fight for what they believe in." Even if they weren't fighting for her, people wouldn't hesitate to support her cause. And if they lost their lives, or the battle, most people wouldn't regret having taken the chance to stand against the Family's tyranny, Zavien included.
The shift in topic was welcome, and the Dragoon rolled his shoulders to loosen the muscles. He could always trust training to lighten his mood. Pulling his sword from its sheath, he began swinging through a short warm-up. Tilting his head, he said, "I guess my only question would be how you plan for all this to happen, especially if you're not asking people for help." Whether she wanted to share that part or not, Zavien settled into his relaxed fighting stance, indicating that he was ready to begin when she was.
The shift in topic was welcome, and the Dragoon rolled his shoulders to loosen the muscles. He could always trust training to lighten his mood. Pulling his sword from its sheath, he began swinging through a short warm-up. Tilting his head, he said, "I guess my only question would be how you plan for all this to happen, especially if you're not asking people for help." Whether she wanted to share that part or not, Zavien settled into his relaxed fighting stance, indicating that he was ready to begin when she was.
reflect heavenly truth,
the imagination not least.
the imagination not least.
