Zavien
spread love everywhere you go.
Zavien shrugged his shoulders to dismiss whatever arguments did or didn't make sense. Lena still seemed hesitant, and he did his best to give her a reassuring smile. "I'm sure it'll be fine. Even if I fall, I've got my new healing ring, remember? And anything more major than that, I can call on a spirit or deity to patch me up. I promise I won't come home covered in bandages." He didn't comment on the fact that he didn't have bandages on the last time.
Instead, he looked down at the pictures she'd drawn, still impressed by her artistic skills. "Geez. These look great, Lena." Not that he could pull any of them off, but he supposed it couldn't get any worse if he tried, so he pointed to one of the simpler designs: a thin black mask with small cutouts that resemble leaves. It wouldn't involve sewing or complex fabric maneuvering. All he'd have to do was make a few well-placed cuts.
Nodding, he said, "I'll try this one." Then his eyes moved back up to meet her gaze. "Which one are you doing?"
Instead, he looked down at the pictures she'd drawn, still impressed by her artistic skills. "Geez. These look great, Lena." Not that he could pull any of them off, but he supposed it couldn't get any worse if he tried, so he pointed to one of the simpler designs: a thin black mask with small cutouts that resemble leaves. It wouldn't involve sewing or complex fabric maneuvering. All he'd have to do was make a few well-placed cuts.
Nodding, he said, "I'll try this one." Then his eyes moved back up to meet her gaze. "Which one are you doing?"
let no one ever come to you without leaving happier.
