Zavien
Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times
Wetting his lips to strengthen the words, he said, "You know. Never better." Despite the humorous inflection and accompanying smile, the words came out unusually flat, strained. He pushed aside the misery, not wanting to worry the Warden or elicit a (rightfully earned) lecture about self-preservation or second chances. Even without the words, he wasn't rushing to get his insides rearranged again, or have another conversation with Remi outside of a pleasant face-to-face meeting.
Zavien moved to run a hand through his hair, but gave up when it pulled against the delicate skin. Through the grimace, he chuckled softly enough not to invite further pain with his gruff words. "Although I wouldn't turn down some extra healing." He certainly didn't want to offend the regal creature next to Deimos, but he added, "Your infirmary is really impressive." Despite the pain and overall exhaustion, he'd been a lot worse off when he got there. It made him wonder about how Mel, Soh, and Alys were faring. Sunjata had said they'd survived (with the loss of a companion), but hadn't mentioned whether anyone had been seriously injured. Last time he'd seen Soh, there'd been a concerning amount of blood.
Swallowing the nerves about what he might hear, Zavien worked up the courage to ask, "Have you seen the others?" It's timid, laced with concern for what may have transpired while he was out, and what other regrets he may have to carry.
Zavien moved to run a hand through his hair, but gave up when it pulled against the delicate skin. Through the grimace, he chuckled softly enough not to invite further pain with his gruff words. "Although I wouldn't turn down some extra healing." He certainly didn't want to offend the regal creature next to Deimos, but he added, "Your infirmary is really impressive." Despite the pain and overall exhaustion, he'd been a lot worse off when he got there. It made him wonder about how Mel, Soh, and Alys were faring. Sunjata had said they'd survived (with the loss of a companion), but hadn't mentioned whether anyone had been seriously injured. Last time he'd seen Soh, there'd been a concerning amount of blood.
Swallowing the nerves about what he might hear, Zavien worked up the courage to ask, "Have you seen the others?" It's timid, laced with concern for what may have transpired while he was out, and what other regrets he may have to carry.
