Zavien
- The Risen Sun -
Zavien slowed the buttering of his bread, setting aside the knife as he listened to her start, already hearing the 'but' in her words before she said it aloud, even less surprised to hear the thoughts that had been plaguing her.
His gaze lowered, obviously displeased with the idea as he let her list the many reasons moving to Torchline was a good idea - the same ones he'd been telling himself for weeks now. He didn't bother to take a bite of the bread, setting it on his plate as he reached for his fork without lifting it. There was no anger or fight in the curve of his shoulders, like a strong tree that had bent for the benefit of those around it.
"I agree."
Sighing, he looked at Soh, finally releasing his fork to run a hand through his hair before propping it on the table. "I don't like Flora's methods, but I can't argue that she's built an incredible region, and the fact that she cares so much for you..." Zavien shrugged his shoulders, looking to the food with less enthusiasm than moments earlier. "The people here are great, but your network is bigger in Torchline than mine is here. There will be more support in case..." He didn't dare speak it: the possibility of something going wrong with her or the baby. And if he wasn't available for some reason... Zavien couldn't even let his mind wander there.
The smile he offered was strained, attempting to be supportive despite his own conflicting thoughts on the region. "Do you already have an idea of where in Torchline? Or how soon we should move?" LongNight was ever at the front of his mind, a constant reminder of the threats it posed. If that wasn't a reason to rush the move, he wasn't sure what else would.
His gaze lowered, obviously displeased with the idea as he let her list the many reasons moving to Torchline was a good idea - the same ones he'd been telling himself for weeks now. He didn't bother to take a bite of the bread, setting it on his plate as he reached for his fork without lifting it. There was no anger or fight in the curve of his shoulders, like a strong tree that had bent for the benefit of those around it.
"I agree."
Sighing, he looked at Soh, finally releasing his fork to run a hand through his hair before propping it on the table. "I don't like Flora's methods, but I can't argue that she's built an incredible region, and the fact that she cares so much for you..." Zavien shrugged his shoulders, looking to the food with less enthusiasm than moments earlier. "The people here are great, but your network is bigger in Torchline than mine is here. There will be more support in case..." He didn't dare speak it: the possibility of something going wrong with her or the baby. And if he wasn't available for some reason... Zavien couldn't even let his mind wander there.
The smile he offered was strained, attempting to be supportive despite his own conflicting thoughts on the region. "Do you already have an idea of where in Torchline? Or how soon we should move?" LongNight was ever at the front of his mind, a constant reminder of the threats it posed. If that wasn't a reason to rush the move, he wasn't sure what else would.
