// I'd take the fall—I got you covered when there's no one at all //
He might normally have waved off Ronin's invitation, boasting that he'd be fine, just needs a minute. He doesn't have it in him to pretend he's that strong though, it's just enough work to stay this held together, so what's accepting a seat wall among fighting off ugly sobbing and pancaking onto the ground in despair? So he just silently nods and follows after Ronin, hoping his steps look as steady as he's willing them to be. He eases onto the stone ledge with a huff, shoulders curling in as his hands fold in his lap—one flexing and unflexing with a spiteful energy to burn, but no place to put it.
He glances over to the White Knight, a bitter pull dragging down his expression. "A short while? Not unless we defeat the Family. They won't let us back in anytime soon, not without being their friend." An involuntary shudder courses through him at that notion, and his jaw flexes with the pain of leaving Noe behind there, because she is—a friend of the family. "Could be years, given how long it's already been." Saying it out loud hits him hard. Years they've been living under the Family's boot. How the fuck did it get to this point?
Suddenly his silly little weapon from Safrin, at least when held in his weak hands, doesn't seem like the beacon of hope for him it felt like just moments ago. The reality is, they're all too powerless. "Oh, I asked her for an air blade, some knuckle-knives so I could punch back if needed." He glances down. "Maybe I should give them to someone stronger though." He sighs, hanging legs kicking faintly against the wall. "I'm almost done, just had to do a few things like protect someone, find something, practice fighting a bit...I just need to go talk to her again honestly." His gaze is distant, seeing thoughts and memories more than the town along the sea. "Kinda scared to talk to her alone without my cousin Koa though. She likes him, I dunno where I stand with her yet." Kaisel doesn't normally prefer to admit to weaknesses, but the Family and the gods both are entities he thinks everyone should have a bit of fear for, so it's less like an admittance, than just a well-known truth.
He glances over to the White Knight, a bitter pull dragging down his expression. "A short while? Not unless we defeat the Family. They won't let us back in anytime soon, not without being their friend." An involuntary shudder courses through him at that notion, and his jaw flexes with the pain of leaving Noe behind there, because she is—a friend of the family. "Could be years, given how long it's already been." Saying it out loud hits him hard. Years they've been living under the Family's boot. How the fuck did it get to this point?
Suddenly his silly little weapon from Safrin, at least when held in his weak hands, doesn't seem like the beacon of hope for him it felt like just moments ago. The reality is, they're all too powerless. "Oh, I asked her for an air blade, some knuckle-knives so I could punch back if needed." He glances down. "Maybe I should give them to someone stronger though." He sighs, hanging legs kicking faintly against the wall. "I'm almost done, just had to do a few things like protect someone, find something, practice fighting a bit...I just need to go talk to her again honestly." His gaze is distant, seeing thoughts and memories more than the town along the sea. "Kinda scared to talk to her alone without my cousin Koa though. She likes him, I dunno where I stand with her yet." Kaisel doesn't normally prefer to admit to weaknesses, but the Family and the gods both are entities he thinks everyone should have a bit of fear for, so it's less like an admittance, than just a well-known truth.
Kaisel
// When you need somebody to turn to—Nobody got you the way I do //
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
