[seasonal event] blindsided

"I guess that is an unknown for all of us. What could be behind that dark wall?" He had very rarely gotten the chance to waz poetic in Caido and now that he had it, Bastien wouldn't let it go to waste. "Perhaps we will find wonderful cities of culture or maybe treacherous lands with monsters to slay and quivering nobles to save, hm?" Which he would prefer wasn't clear; both would present an opportunity for him to make a name for himself. He smiled at her little firework display,  though did carefully watch just how close it was to his skin. Third degree chest burns from fire magic hadn't been a concern he'd ever thought he'd have to worry about, but visions of his nipples going up in smoke caused him to watch what she was doing very closely. "Legends are made many ways. You can become one just for writing a good poem or painting a beautiful picture. Running to a spire with a demon in it...well, fanculo, it wouldn't be my way." Running a hand down her spine, he smiled at her and let his hand stay at her hip for just a moment. "You need not concern yourself with that though, Signora. Your grace and spirit will be legend no matter what you do." Bastien Push back, push back, push back, With every word and every breath. What god doesn't give to you, You've got to go and get for yourself.