Zavien
Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times
Embracing the topic as much as someone can when it's centered on the end of their city, Zavien offers something akin to a smile, a polite twitch of his lips that's no less genuine for its muted emotion. Despite their previous altercation, his heart warms at the display of support, holding little doubt that the other regions will be just as quick to offer aide. It's a balm against his wounded optimism and faith that everything happens for a reason.
He nods his head, running his fingers over the lemonade bottle to cool the heat. "We appreciate that. I'll send notice when we begin the evacuations and let you know if there's anything more that can be done."
Flora's sympathy lands heavy, a gentle nudge at the quiet control he'd crafted. No, none of this is easy. Zavien is barely hanging on, clinging to duty and pure resiliency, knowing that if he falls apart right now, people die. Stormbreak will fall, and all he can do is preserve as many lives as he can.
But as strong as he tries to be about it all, he's not a robot. It hurts, and Zavien has to lower his head to escape Flora's sentiments, rebuilding the hope and determination in his voice. "No, but we'll get through it. Breakers are a strong people."
He nods his head, running his fingers over the lemonade bottle to cool the heat. "We appreciate that. I'll send notice when we begin the evacuations and let you know if there's anything more that can be done."
Flora's sympathy lands heavy, a gentle nudge at the quiet control he'd crafted. No, none of this is easy. Zavien is barely hanging on, clinging to duty and pure resiliency, knowing that if he falls apart right now, people die. Stormbreak will fall, and all he can do is preserve as many lives as he can.
But as strong as he tries to be about it all, he's not a robot. It hurts, and Zavien has to lower his head to escape Flora's sentiments, rebuilding the hope and determination in his voice. "No, but we'll get through it. Breakers are a strong people."
