I see your true colours shining through
Defeatist. The word stung a bit, even if he couldn’t deny that he really did sound (and feel) defeated. He’d reacted much this way when things with Korbin had become too intense, had he not? He, who always liked a challenge, who thrived on having a goal that was hard to reach, a task that seemed insurmountable?He was suddenly tired, but he let a smile soften his expression as he responded to the girl. “You’re right,” he supplied, shrugging as he rose up to stand in the water.
“Thanks for the company. I think I better head home now. Be safe?” he waved as he exited the pool, bending to grab his shirt from the shoreline, not bothering to wait for his torso to dry before putting it on, and wandering in the vague direction of the Spire, and the portal within.
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Fin
so don't be afraid, to let them show
CHULANE
