Bask in the Light of the Stars
Zen's eyes tracked the fleeing thieves, approval humming in his mind at his 'savior's' parting threat. The man went to check on the mugger slumped against the wall and the Demi-god simply nodded when it was further confirmed that the thief was alive. He studied the Dragoon for a moment when he inquired about Zen's health, eventually nodding. In front of Zavien stars swirled into existence. Galactic colors coming together to form words in the ar. (Are you?)
After another considering pause and giving Zavien time to answer, the stars shifted. Converging and reforming, as Zen glanced in the direction of where the thieves had fled. (Teach me that maneuver?) The Dragoon had disarmed of his knife with apparent ease. IT was a useful skill and if he was willing to help a random stranger, perhaps he'd be willing to teach one.
After another considering pause and giving Zavien time to answer, the stars shifted. Converging and reforming, as Zen glanced in the direction of where the thieves had fled. (Teach me that maneuver?) The Dragoon had disarmed of his knife with apparent ease. IT was a useful skill and if he was willing to help a random stranger, perhaps he'd be willing to teach one.
Or be burned by their light
Zen
