Zavien
Zavien barely managed to stop in time, arms reaching out to brace the person before they smacked into each other. In a rush, he prepared to step around, a muttered apology already forming on his lips before recognition reassured him of his completed objective. "Soh." Her name came out a little breathy, panic starting to bleed into relief.
His soldierly eyes hadn't gotten the memo to calm down yet, frantically searching her for injuries as much as scanning her face for confirmation of life. Dark, lifeless eyes flicker through his mind. Blood on his hands. The empty husk where warmth had once lived.
The loss of Lena clawed at his thoughts, making it hard to confirm his diligent assessment, or calm the anxiety clutching his chest, terrified he might lose two people without having any ability to stop it. He had to keep his breaths from racing, keep his mind from screaming or his fears from taking hold. Still, there was a paleness to his features, all seriousness and concern radiating from him when Zavien looked her over again. "I heard you were hurt. Are you okay? What happened? What do you need?"
His soldierly eyes hadn't gotten the memo to calm down yet, frantically searching her for injuries as much as scanning her face for confirmation of life. Dark, lifeless eyes flicker through his mind. Blood on his hands. The empty husk where warmth had once lived.
The loss of Lena clawed at his thoughts, making it hard to confirm his diligent assessment, or calm the anxiety clutching his chest, terrified he might lose two people without having any ability to stop it. He had to keep his breaths from racing, keep his mind from screaming or his fears from taking hold. Still, there was a paleness to his features, all seriousness and concern radiating from him when Zavien looked her over again. "I heard you were hurt. Are you okay? What happened? What do you need?"
I learned that in suffering,
we find the true measure of our strength.
we find the true measure of our strength.
