If one's soul reflects the moon
Zen's eyes narrow as he listens to Colt's unrequested advice. He can acknowledge that there is theoretical wisdom in her words. But he doesn't think 'talking' will go over well with Vesper. Punching also doesn't seem fruitful either, given that they'll likely have to collaborate eventually. Tolerance will do for now.
He joins his brother by the horses, tapping his knuckles against the latch at the snarky comment. Zen watches Vesper tend to the horse with mild curiosity. The other Demi-god seems to be familiar with the animals, at least enough to keep the creature calm. Once Vesper is ready, Zen nods before carefully unlatching the first gate. Consecutive gates are opened one at a time as the duo makes their way through the horses.
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Zen opens the gates one at a time as they work with the horses.
He joins his brother by the horses, tapping his knuckles against the latch at the snarky comment. Zen watches Vesper tend to the horse with mild curiosity. The other Demi-god seems to be familiar with the animals, at least enough to keep the creature calm. Once Vesper is ready, Zen nods before carefully unlatching the first gate. Consecutive gates are opened one at a time as the duo makes their way through the horses.
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Zen opens the gates one at a time as they work with the horses.
Zenith
Half will always be dark
