Elide
Elide is unaware of how she has surprised the two of them. She had given it her all, and isn't that what they expected of her? To gawk about like a toddler with a pair of scissors would be most... idiotic of her. If Deimos and Aisha didn't expect her to try to impress them, well... surprise!
Nevertheless, she turns her gaze away from the growling Aisha to gauge Deimos' response. Perhaps she is hopeful to gain some form of insight into his decision over her acceptance or rejection before he actually airs it. She's unsuccessful in the endeavor. He is as stoic as ever.
Elide can respect the need for a more private conversation, so she merely lowers her shoulders and nods in understanding. While they are gone, she will make it a point not to listen for them. It would be rude, of course, and they will tell her their final answer regardless. So, in the meantime, she finds the weapons' rack to return the sword to and admire the other menagerie of weapons there. A greataxe looks particularly appealing...
It's only their return that catches her attention, turning to meet Deimos' pale gaze. Her chin lifts, tilts to the side, as she regards his demeanor and welcomes whatever they've decided on. Finally, his facade relents - even if only a small amount, and Elide feels a bit of pressure roll off from her arms. There's a lot she could say and for a moment she is struck silent.
Then, she takes his offered hand. "I will not squander this opportunity. Thank you," she eyes Aisha, as well, adding, "I look forward to more of your teachings."
fin~!
Nevertheless, she turns her gaze away from the growling Aisha to gauge Deimos' response. Perhaps she is hopeful to gain some form of insight into his decision over her acceptance or rejection before he actually airs it. She's unsuccessful in the endeavor. He is as stoic as ever.
Elide can respect the need for a more private conversation, so she merely lowers her shoulders and nods in understanding. While they are gone, she will make it a point not to listen for them. It would be rude, of course, and they will tell her their final answer regardless. So, in the meantime, she finds the weapons' rack to return the sword to and admire the other menagerie of weapons there. A greataxe looks particularly appealing...
It's only their return that catches her attention, turning to meet Deimos' pale gaze. Her chin lifts, tilts to the side, as she regards his demeanor and welcomes whatever they've decided on. Finally, his facade relents - even if only a small amount, and Elide feels a bit of pressure roll off from her arms. There's a lot she could say and for a moment she is struck silent.
Then, she takes his offered hand. "I will not squander this opportunity. Thank you," she eyes Aisha, as well, adding, "I look forward to more of your teachings."
fin~!
never before had the song of war
been the song of hope ascending
been the song of hope ascending
