Zavien
A lightning strike outside was poorly timed, starting a headache that began blooming in his mind from all the coming stress and unknown probabilities. It felt like getting somewhere quiet and away from the hum of people might help him silence the anxieties, but he knew that wouldn't come until their safety was assured along with everyone else in Stormbreak - until the Family was gone.
Nodding his head, Zavien tried not to crush Lena's hand in his. "Let's head back to the inn and see if we can get word of the current situation." Whether that came from Koa or some other source, they needed information. He knew she wasn't the kind to step aside, especially when the Celestine was at risk, but he couldn't watch her put herself at risk. But depending on what they found, he didn't know if returning was an option, and he wouldn't promise her that he'd agree with putting her life on the line for the animals. So, he left it open for discussion as he said gently, "Then we can talk about going home." Or what their alternative may be.
Food long forgotten and serving as nothing more than a nauseant, Zavien paid the bill and stood, never releasing his hand from Lena's, like she might have been in the Tower if he wasn't holding her now. "Come on. There's no time to waste." He tried not to look too scared, but the smile he gave her was more regretful than reassuring. Their mini vacation was over with incredible fanfare, all butterflies having been burnt to a crisp by the acid in his stomach.
Nodding his head, Zavien tried not to crush Lena's hand in his. "Let's head back to the inn and see if we can get word of the current situation." Whether that came from Koa or some other source, they needed information. He knew she wasn't the kind to step aside, especially when the Celestine was at risk, but he couldn't watch her put herself at risk. But depending on what they found, he didn't know if returning was an option, and he wouldn't promise her that he'd agree with putting her life on the line for the animals. So, he left it open for discussion as he said gently, "Then we can talk about going home." Or what their alternative may be.
Food long forgotten and serving as nothing more than a nauseant, Zavien paid the bill and stood, never releasing his hand from Lena's, like she might have been in the Tower if he wasn't holding her now. "Come on. There's no time to waste." He tried not to look too scared, but the smile he gave her was more regretful than reassuring. Their mini vacation was over with incredible fanfare, all butterflies having been burnt to a crisp by the acid in his stomach.
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.
