It’s not dying I’m afraid of
Some part of her melts as he stays close, arms draped across her shoulders. It reminds her of when he was little, how he’d bury his face against her shoulder. Life had been harder then, in the most primal sense. They spent so much time trying to just survive, and yet, in some ways, hadn’t it been good? Better even, perhaps, than life with all it’s new opportunities that spread before them? Not that Weaver disliked the changes to Caido or that she wanted to go back, but it’s funny how you can look back on things and see them so much differently. It helps her understand all Korbin’s reservations.
For a while, the only sound is the wind around them, though eventually he begins to speak. She stays quiet, listening to the story without interruption. Though she almost chuckles at the mention of Loren, wondering how her brother would feel if he knew how close Weaver was with the Grand Healer. Well, how close they were given their still limited number of interactions, but it was a relationship that seemed to be growing quickly.
The mention of a dragon perks her interest a bit, recalling the bear she’d seen the healer summon. For a once-weak boy, Loren had certainly flourished in Caido. He was a bag of tricks, it seems. Though she keeps her face neutral, focusing on the story Korbin tells her and hearing only how he’d acted to save someone’s life. ”You know,” she begins, and now there is a soft smile playing on her face, ”how proud Erebor would be?” Mom and Dad too, but he has the best memories of Erebor. ”You saved not only your life but Loren’s. You acted, despite how hard that was, because you had to in order to do the right thing.”
For a while, the only sound is the wind around them, though eventually he begins to speak. She stays quiet, listening to the story without interruption. Though she almost chuckles at the mention of Loren, wondering how her brother would feel if he knew how close Weaver was with the Grand Healer. Well, how close they were given their still limited number of interactions, but it was a relationship that seemed to be growing quickly.
The mention of a dragon perks her interest a bit, recalling the bear she’d seen the healer summon. For a once-weak boy, Loren had certainly flourished in Caido. He was a bag of tricks, it seems. Though she keeps her face neutral, focusing on the story Korbin tells her and hearing only how he’d acted to save someone’s life. ”You know,” she begins, and now there is a soft smile playing on her face, ”how proud Erebor would be?” Mom and Dad too, but he has the best memories of Erebor. ”You saved not only your life but Loren’s. You acted, despite how hard that was, because you had to in order to do the right thing.”
weaver
it’s dying without ever having lived
