Life can be tough, there's no doubt,
But hope is the thing we can't do without.
But hope is the thing we can't do without.
This would have been a moment that anticipation may have softened the blow. As he knelt by the rose, admiring it with hope and awe, Noah's actions surprised him, the slow harvesting feeling almost possessive and claiming. It confused him and Zavien didn't immediately move to help, trying to piece out what was wrong, why the man wasn't as excited as he was. Suddenly, the words and tension in the demigod's face revealed the reason: he knew someone who was infected and he wanted to use the rose to cure them.
Shock coursed through the Dragoon, the reaction so unexpected that the high of hope came crashing down around him. "Noah - I - " He nearly reached forward, but hesitated, unwilling to fight over such a blessing. Instead, he wet his mouth, trying frantically to find a way he might convince him that Stormbreak needed this.
Sighing heavily, he gathered the courage. "People I care about are still infected..." Talyson and Liam's faces flashed behind his eyes, pained and covered in hazy purple Void, yet Zavien continued on, "but Stormbreak..." He looked up at Noah, doing his best not to guilt or plead. "There are thousands of innocent people still being held hostage in the city or unable to return home because of the Void creatures. After suffering so much under Dahlia's rule..." His voice faded out, knowing he could give a million reasons why his home deserved to be cleansed - to finally be free again.
Looking down at the flower that would mean so much to his city, Zavien made the difficult choice to stand and step away, leaving the choice to the person Vi had trusted enough to make his demigod. "I won't - I can't - ask you to let me take the rose, but please think about it." Sol leaned into his leg as he ran a hand through his hair, preparing for the disappointment that might come, yet hoping it might not.
Shock coursed through the Dragoon, the reaction so unexpected that the high of hope came crashing down around him. "Noah - I - " He nearly reached forward, but hesitated, unwilling to fight over such a blessing. Instead, he wet his mouth, trying frantically to find a way he might convince him that Stormbreak needed this.
Sighing heavily, he gathered the courage. "People I care about are still infected..." Talyson and Liam's faces flashed behind his eyes, pained and covered in hazy purple Void, yet Zavien continued on, "but Stormbreak..." He looked up at Noah, doing his best not to guilt or plead. "There are thousands of innocent people still being held hostage in the city or unable to return home because of the Void creatures. After suffering so much under Dahlia's rule..." His voice faded out, knowing he could give a million reasons why his home deserved to be cleansed - to finally be free again.
Looking down at the flower that would mean so much to his city, Zavien made the difficult choice to stand and step away, leaving the choice to the person Vi had trusted enough to make his demigod. "I won't - I can't - ask you to let me take the rose, but please think about it." Sol leaned into his leg as he ran a hand through his hair, preparing for the disappointment that might come, yet hoping it might not.
Zavien
Right things with joy will come about...
In good time.
In good time.
