Though Zavien had been the one to offer his help to the Tidebreaker earlier, Hadama only inclined his head solemnly in acknowledgment of the Dragoon's need to add a caveat. Patient as ever, he stood with his spine straight and his attention fully upon the other man, offering neither judgment nor disapproval of the truths that unfolded. His expression may have been solemn but his eyes were gentle as Zavien spoke of battles fought and lost, and life along with it. Not Ronin but Sunjata had been the one to return him, and Hadama inclined his head slightly in acknowledgment of that fact.
And when Zavien finished baring his soul the demigod stepped forward and laid a warm hand on his shoulder. "There is no shame in what you did," he rumbled quietly, but with all the certainty of moonrise. "Nor in what happened to you. It is important to take the time to heal. That is also a soldier's duty." He squeezed once, carefully, and then stepped back with a nod of understanding. "And you do not need to accept this task now, if you are not ready. Nor should you undertake it alone." He turned his head as if to peer through the trees of the Greatwood, looking west and over the ocean that separated them from the Suvahasi's poisoned shores.
"Vox spoke of Hak Etme being claimed by the Void. I am looking for a scout to verify the extent of the infestation." He was quiet for a time and then drew a breath, breaking his pensive contemplation of the corruption's spread as he looked back to Zavien. "There is no need to go on foot. Take a skyboat. Something small and fast. Fights are to be avoided. Information is more important than one or two dead Void creatures." A pause, and then an inclination of his head in acknowledgment of the Dragoon's PTSD. "However, there will be other battles. Other forays. Do not feel that I will think less of you if you are not ready for this yet."
And when Zavien finished baring his soul the demigod stepped forward and laid a warm hand on his shoulder. "There is no shame in what you did," he rumbled quietly, but with all the certainty of moonrise. "Nor in what happened to you. It is important to take the time to heal. That is also a soldier's duty." He squeezed once, carefully, and then stepped back with a nod of understanding. "And you do not need to accept this task now, if you are not ready. Nor should you undertake it alone." He turned his head as if to peer through the trees of the Greatwood, looking west and over the ocean that separated them from the Suvahasi's poisoned shores.
"Vox spoke of Hak Etme being claimed by the Void. I am looking for a scout to verify the extent of the infestation." He was quiet for a time and then drew a breath, breaking his pensive contemplation of the corruption's spread as he looked back to Zavien. "There is no need to go on foot. Take a skyboat. Something small and fast. Fights are to be avoided. Information is more important than one or two dead Void creatures." A pause, and then an inclination of his head in acknowledgment of the Dragoon's PTSD. "However, there will be other battles. Other forays. Do not feel that I will think less of you if you are not ready for this yet."
