Zavien
Offering a grateful smile, he lets some of the blame loosen its hold. Koa might be responding from a place of anger, but it won't do to wallow in past choices, especially when he doesn't agree with Flora anyways. So he accepts the bit of reassurance and lets that portion of the conversation fall away, although he can't help giving his opinion on the matter, his own righteous anger flaring in his chest.
He wouldn't get worked up over his own insults or transgressions, but when it comes to his friends, his expression takes on a tight firmness, a narrowing of his eyes that has less to do with exhaustion and more to do with frustration. "Yeah..." he agrees with Koa, although his tone doesn't sound convinced, silently wondering whether anyone can be truly 'happy' when they're causing the people around them so much pain. He doesn't fault someone for finding joy or clinging to the piece of happiness they're able to carve out, but not at the expense of others who deserve their own peace just as much.
Moving to grab the buns, Zavien isn't sure he likes the change in conversation quite as much as Koa. Hope blossoms in his chest at the mention of King's End, but it's quickly dashed by the suggestion of Halo, however much he understands the reasoning. A 'fresh start' with no history or responsibilities, a place they can exist without the shadows of Stormbreak hanging over them. He wonders if that's possible for someone in his position, a leader whose region is gone, a man whose lost his purpose.
"That does sound nice," he says. He sets the buns next to the pan, hiding his uncertainty in the movements of laying them out to bake. "Well, keep me updated on what you decide. I'll do what I can to support." It would at least give him something to do when this was all over.
He wouldn't get worked up over his own insults or transgressions, but when it comes to his friends, his expression takes on a tight firmness, a narrowing of his eyes that has less to do with exhaustion and more to do with frustration. "Yeah..." he agrees with Koa, although his tone doesn't sound convinced, silently wondering whether anyone can be truly 'happy' when they're causing the people around them so much pain. He doesn't fault someone for finding joy or clinging to the piece of happiness they're able to carve out, but not at the expense of others who deserve their own peace just as much.
Moving to grab the buns, Zavien isn't sure he likes the change in conversation quite as much as Koa. Hope blossoms in his chest at the mention of King's End, but it's quickly dashed by the suggestion of Halo, however much he understands the reasoning. A 'fresh start' with no history or responsibilities, a place they can exist without the shadows of Stormbreak hanging over them. He wonders if that's possible for someone in his position, a leader whose region is gone, a man whose lost his purpose.
"That does sound nice," he says. He sets the buns next to the pan, hiding his uncertainty in the movements of laying them out to bake. "Well, keep me updated on what you decide. I'll do what I can to support." It would at least give him something to do when this was all over.
It is not a bad thing
to celebrate a simple life.
to celebrate a simple life.
