BASTIEN
you'll never settle any of your scores
your grace is wasted in your face
Condition of his release or no, Bastien was clearly not happy about Rexanna's information that they were going to sign him up for this bizarre military. When no one would even answer his questions of what it was for, he felt it was the kind of organisation he would really be awful in. His objections were clear on his face but he didn't voice them, not while the guards still lurked around.your grace is wasted in your face
Following without too much outward showing of his discontent, he said what was truly important at the moment. "I am immensely grateful, Rexanna, but I dread to hear what price you have paid." He squeezed her hand, imagining all kinds of things. Her soul? Her loyalty? Their firstborn? He'd heard of people paying in memories around Caido...surely not.
They approached the sign up sheet and he sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose. "I desperately do not want to do this." He mumbled under his breath, but then picked up the pen and signed it honestly, knowing that if Rexanna asked him to she had to have a reason. As soon as the ink was on the paper he turned to her with pleading eyes. "Now may we leave?"
your boldness stands alone
among the wreck
among the wreck
