KOA
His lure - innocuously placed, but a lure nonetheless - works, and Deimos makes the invitation which Koa had so craved. A hot spring of validation and pleasure wells within the soldier, enough to briefly cast away the numb chill that's permeated him since he heard the news. Lips quirk in a quarter of a smile, eyes glistening hopefully, almost (almost) shyly as he looks back at the Warden. "Do you think so?" Koa asks, though he knows this is rhetorical - Deimos isn't one to say things he does not intend.
For one of the first times since he learned of the imminent demise of Stormbreak, the young man tries to grapple with the vastness of the future, dares to poke into the well of despair he's thus far ignored. "Thank you. I... I'll definitely keep that in mind, when the time comes to make a decision." He pauses, jaw flexing as he searches his plate of pastries as though the crumbs may form into helpful meaning, but they remain mockingly inert.
"It's hard to think about starting over anywhere. Stormbreak - the Dragoons - it's who I am. Who I've always been. It's in my blood, y'know?" Straightening his spine like a well-trained soldier, Koa again looks up at the Warden. "But... knowing I could have a place here? That means a lot. Especially coming from you."
For one of the first times since he learned of the imminent demise of Stormbreak, the young man tries to grapple with the vastness of the future, dares to poke into the well of despair he's thus far ignored. "Thank you. I... I'll definitely keep that in mind, when the time comes to make a decision." He pauses, jaw flexing as he searches his plate of pastries as though the crumbs may form into helpful meaning, but they remain mockingly inert.
"It's hard to think about starting over anywhere. Stormbreak - the Dragoons - it's who I am. Who I've always been. It's in my blood, y'know?" Straightening his spine like a well-trained soldier, Koa again looks up at the Warden. "But... knowing I could have a place here? That means a lot. Especially coming from you."
With each love I cut loose, I was never the same
Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame
Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame
