Zavien
I think all things,
in their way,
in their way,
He nods to confirm his agreement, sure that if the enenra had noticed them, they'd be moving a lot faster right now. But as it is, they're able to creep slowly down the hill and out of sight, the smell of smoke fading enough for him to feel comfortable breathing again. Sol gains some altitude, reporting their safety with a low rumble before coming back down to keep guard at their sides.
Zavien doesn't comment on Colt's apology, offering an understanding tilt of his lips. He probably would have grabbed her wrist if she hadn't acted first, just so they could keep awareness of each other in case the creature decided to pursue them. He doesn't think much on it as she switches seamlessly to humor, joining her with a mirthless huff of laughter. "And I guess I better get used to them." The thought obviously doesn't excite him.
Letting his hand finally fall from his sword hilt, Zavien raises an eyebrow at Colt. "So... Hak Etme, huh?"
Zavien doesn't comment on Colt's apology, offering an understanding tilt of his lips. He probably would have grabbed her wrist if she hadn't acted first, just so they could keep awareness of each other in case the creature decided to pursue them. He doesn't think much on it as she switches seamlessly to humor, joining her with a mirthless huff of laughter. "And I guess I better get used to them." The thought obviously doesn't excite him.
Letting his hand finally fall from his sword hilt, Zavien raises an eyebrow at Colt. "So... Hak Etme, huh?"
reflect heavenly truth,
the imagination not least.
the imagination not least.
