Zavien
Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.
Zavien tried to calm the stress starting to constrict his chest again, hoping to hear Tal through the beating of his heart. The words made sense, and Lena had said as much, but wasn't anywhere safer than the city occupied by three member of the Family? And if they continued on their path, who was to say there would be a Celestine to care for? Every path and argument seemed to end in one imaginable disaster or another. It made him sink further into his hands, convinced he might be able to push reason into his brain.
He only stopped at Tal's offer, releasing his head to look around, as if someone might have snuck up on them during their conversation. Zavien spun the blue ring around his finger as he shook his head. "My ring... actually lets me sense who's infected. It's how I know that things are getting worse..." At home, and everywhere else. It was hard to decide if ignorance would be better, but he had yet to remove the ring. Clenching his teeth, he elaborated, "Just the other day, Vox infected Koa's sister in the middle of their party. I - I was so stunned. It all happened so quickly, and I didn't want them to know that I'd noticed..." So he'd done nothing - and said nothing. It'd seemed like a smart, strategic move at the time, but now he wondered if it was the start of this fear that had taken hold in him.
Those thoughts wouldn't help him now, and Zavien reeled them back to focus on the decisions that lay before him. Taking a deep breath, he turned his pained eyes to Tal. "So you - you think I'm overreacting? Should I... just try to lay low in Stormbreak?" His emotions were so heightened, it was hard to tell up from down. He wouldn't be surprised if his judgement had been damaged with his body. It was one of the reasons he'd sought out Tal and his unbiased counsel. Perhaps he needed to hear the hard truths to dispel the catastrophizing that stormed through his mind.
He only stopped at Tal's offer, releasing his head to look around, as if someone might have snuck up on them during their conversation. Zavien spun the blue ring around his finger as he shook his head. "My ring... actually lets me sense who's infected. It's how I know that things are getting worse..." At home, and everywhere else. It was hard to decide if ignorance would be better, but he had yet to remove the ring. Clenching his teeth, he elaborated, "Just the other day, Vox infected Koa's sister in the middle of their party. I - I was so stunned. It all happened so quickly, and I didn't want them to know that I'd noticed..." So he'd done nothing - and said nothing. It'd seemed like a smart, strategic move at the time, but now he wondered if it was the start of this fear that had taken hold in him.
Those thoughts wouldn't help him now, and Zavien reeled them back to focus on the decisions that lay before him. Taking a deep breath, he turned his pained eyes to Tal. "So you - you think I'm overreacting? Should I... just try to lay low in Stormbreak?" His emotions were so heightened, it was hard to tell up from down. He wouldn't be surprised if his judgement had been damaged with his body. It was one of the reasons he'd sought out Tal and his unbiased counsel. Perhaps he needed to hear the hard truths to dispel the catastrophizing that stormed through his mind.
