You can’t stop the change,
any more than you can stop the suns from setting.
Although it's strange to know two separate friends have met without him realizing it, Zavien is thankful he gets to avoid the awkward introductions and usual pleasantries - there have been enough of those recently. Instead, he gets to smile at both of them, nodding as he says, "Wonderful." It gives him something to ask about later, curious as to the story behind their own meeting.
While Liam and Sohalia take a moment to chat, Sol drifts back down to Zavien's side, having returned from his important mission of depositing the offering. Another piece of jerky appears in his hand, offered forth with an added brush of praise down the bond that has the dragon trilling before snatching the treat from his grasp.
Soh's question draws his attention back and he straightens to throw a smile her way. "It's a process." He knows it's vague, but there's not much to report. Beyond helping others, he hasn't done much to get himself settled. Bags are still packed in the corner of his room, the space bare save the furniture people have given him. Everything seems to hint at temporary, like he might choose to leave at a moment's notice, like he hasn't quite paused long enough to accept the reality, and certainly not long enough to visit another region.
Shaking his head, he admits, "I haven't either, but I've heard only good things in the reports so far." They'd designated a representative at each location, and they'd managed to reassure him the welcomes had been warm all throughout Caido, that there's nothing to worry about.
"How are you faring?" he directs the question back at her, wondering how things have been in Torchline so far, and whether she'd adjusted to the new bond with Anina.
While Liam and Sohalia take a moment to chat, Sol drifts back down to Zavien's side, having returned from his important mission of depositing the offering. Another piece of jerky appears in his hand, offered forth with an added brush of praise down the bond that has the dragon trilling before snatching the treat from his grasp.
Soh's question draws his attention back and he straightens to throw a smile her way. "It's a process." He knows it's vague, but there's not much to report. Beyond helping others, he hasn't done much to get himself settled. Bags are still packed in the corner of his room, the space bare save the furniture people have given him. Everything seems to hint at temporary, like he might choose to leave at a moment's notice, like he hasn't quite paused long enough to accept the reality, and certainly not long enough to visit another region.
Shaking his head, he admits, "I haven't either, but I've heard only good things in the reports so far." They'd designated a representative at each location, and they'd managed to reassure him the welcomes had been warm all throughout Caido, that there's nothing to worry about.
"How are you faring?" he directs the question back at her, wondering how things have been in Torchline so far, and whether she'd adjusted to the new bond with Anina.
Zavien
