Danger gleams like sunshine
Zavien hasn't stopped smiling for weeks, but the expression shines a little brighter when he talks about his girls, laughing at the truth in Ronin's joke. "She's doing great - still recovering, but motherhood suits her." They're still in the lovely newborn phase where the baby only wakes for a couple of minutes before settling back down to rest. Their sleep has taken a small hit, but Zavien doesn't mind getting up to spend a few moments with Reva, letting Soh get what little reprieve she can. In fact, he's slept better since the baby arrived, his worries dissipating now that they've passed the first hurdle, constantly being reassured by their beautiful faces.
Chuckling, Zavien swipes his rag across the stones, scrubbing to release the dried wax. "Noted. I'll save my doting for Reva." But it would be nice to have a routine again, to build community with other soldiers, to find purpose outside of his family. It's not like he means to escape them or miss any of the big moments, but he misses the Dragoons, and he offers another smile. "Just let me know where you need the help."
Sol gets to work lighting the new candles, but when the broom kicks up dust, he lets out a full body sneeze that spouts a small burst of flame. It threats to catch on the flowers and Zavien jumps up to smother the sparks, shaking his head when he wipes away the soot.
"How are the twins doing?"
Chuckling, Zavien swipes his rag across the stones, scrubbing to release the dried wax. "Noted. I'll save my doting for Reva." But it would be nice to have a routine again, to build community with other soldiers, to find purpose outside of his family. It's not like he means to escape them or miss any of the big moments, but he misses the Dragoons, and he offers another smile. "Just let me know where you need the help."
Sol gets to work lighting the new candles, but when the broom kicks up dust, he lets out a full body sneeze that spouts a small burst of flame. It threats to catch on the flowers and Zavien jumps up to smother the sparks, shaking his head when he wipes away the soot.
"How are the twins doing?"
Zavien
to a brave man's eyes.
