Danger gleams like sunshine
Just as he'd expected, Ronin understands better than most, and he lets the humor of it overshadow any self-consciousness that threatens to rise. Laughing, his steps are lighter when they crest the hill. "I think Soh was more excited for the break than she let on." The laughter continues in his eyes when he looks to Ronin, the grin shining bright when he admits unashamedly, "I don't want to leave them alone too long, but Safrin has given me a lot, and it might be best for everyone if I have something else to do with my time other than dote and spoil," he jokes. 'Smother' might be the better word. Or perhaps 'suffocate?'
With LongNight over, his paranoia has eased, but the overprotectiveness persists, and when nothing else is distracting him, Zavien gravitates towards his girls, looking for a new way to help or protect even when they don't need anything. Hoping Ronin might have a solution, he smiles a little wider, his tone playful when he asks, "Are you still looking for help training soldiers?"
Following Ronin's lead, Zavien sets his pack onto the ground and takes in the dirty shrine with a determined grin. "Agreed." He doesn't waste time getting to work, hoping they can do Safrin justice despite the delayed Flowerbirth blooms. He pulls out some rags to wipe the stones of the shrine, clearing bits of debris and mud that have burrowed between the candles while Sol takes it upon himself to light any that might have been gone out.
With LongNight over, his paranoia has eased, but the overprotectiveness persists, and when nothing else is distracting him, Zavien gravitates towards his girls, looking for a new way to help or protect even when they don't need anything. Hoping Ronin might have a solution, he smiles a little wider, his tone playful when he asks, "Are you still looking for help training soldiers?"
Following Ronin's lead, Zavien sets his pack onto the ground and takes in the dirty shrine with a determined grin. "Agreed." He doesn't waste time getting to work, hoping they can do Safrin justice despite the delayed Flowerbirth blooms. He pulls out some rags to wipe the stones of the shrine, clearing bits of debris and mud that have burrowed between the candles while Sol takes it upon himself to light any that might have been gone out.
Zavien
to a brave man's eyes.
