I can't control their fear, only my own.
His initial scans show no signs of their assailants, the path returning to its quiet gloom of stagnant water and mud. Although he doesn't lower his guard, Zavien spares a glance at Kai to reassure him. "I think I'm okay? It got my leg pretty good, but I've got my ring." He raises his hand where the golden band glints there then reaches down to where his calf had been slashed by whatever attacked them. It glows faintly, the skin stitching together and returning most of the sensation to his muscles so that he can stand straighter on the uneven surface.
"I'm not sure," he says of the culprits, still trying to spot what he thought he'd seen in the single moment of snapping attacks. "There might have been a flash of sticks? Or two? I couldn't tell." Zavien furrows his brow, trying to remember what he'd seen and comparing it to the plants around them. "It could have been the hedges..."
Looking to Kai's hand, concern lines the crease of his eyes. "Do you have healing?" He'll otherwise offer his own methods but doesn't want to push the fragile boundaries of their recently repaired relationship by assuming the man doesn't have it handled.
"I'm not sure," he says of the culprits, still trying to spot what he thought he'd seen in the single moment of snapping attacks. "There might have been a flash of sticks? Or two? I couldn't tell." Zavien furrows his brow, trying to remember what he'd seen and comparing it to the plants around them. "It could have been the hedges..."
Looking to Kai's hand, concern lines the crease of his eyes. "Do you have healing?" He'll otherwise offer his own methods but doesn't want to push the fragile boundaries of their recently repaired relationship by assuming the man doesn't have it handled.
Zavien
