Zavien
It didn't strike him as strange for the leader to have meetings throughout all of Caido - even as it probably should have - so he just gave an understanding nod of his head. And if Deimos's presence here and words meant anything, things in Halo must not be too much worse. He ran a hand through his hair as he sighed. "I see. Well, if you need assistance, please reach out. I'm feeling a little useless out here." His smile was a little more bitter, but there was genuine humor in it as he continued to carve out plans to help - even if that meant he'd have to travel back to the place of his recent death.
Accepting the seat with a grateful huff, Zavien winced to think of Stormbreak. "I haven't heard anything of note." At least, Lena hadn't told him anything. He supposed no news was better than bad news, but his heart still ached to see how the people were fairing. Part of him wanted to know how much farther the infection had spread, while the tender, fresh wound dreaded what it may do to him.
Eager to escape the topic, he ran a hand through his hair, looking out to the small crowd of people perusing the shops. "Have you heard anything about this 'poem' we're supposed to be writing? Do you think it's a trick of some kind?" His voice was soft, laced with suspicion as he tried not to draw attention from whatever might be listening.
Accepting the seat with a grateful huff, Zavien winced to think of Stormbreak. "I haven't heard anything of note." At least, Lena hadn't told him anything. He supposed no news was better than bad news, but his heart still ached to see how the people were fairing. Part of him wanted to know how much farther the infection had spread, while the tender, fresh wound dreaded what it may do to him.
Eager to escape the topic, he ran a hand through his hair, looking out to the small crowd of people perusing the shops. "Have you heard anything about this 'poem' we're supposed to be writing? Do you think it's a trick of some kind?" His voice was soft, laced with suspicion as he tried not to draw attention from whatever might be listening.
Be like a solid tower
whose brave height remains unmoved by all the winds that blow.
whose brave height remains unmoved by all the winds that blow.
