He was not going to let her wander on her lonesome. Not in an unfamiliar place like this. Despite the fact that his brain was reeling and his understanding of the situation was nonexistent, one thing never changed in his person. He was always looking out for others, and if one was daring enough to venture off in the unknown, his conscience would not allow him to let them depart on their own. So when Mimora took up the adventure of wandering to the spire, Moses went after her, but not before he was stopped by his wife.
"Where are you going?" she demanded. A tone of intensity rang in her voice, and he turned to her with the same concerned eyes that he'd give any other. That was a sign to her, a tell she knew all too well.
"I can't let her go off alone," he explained. "Enya, I'm sorry. I know everything is new, but the last thing we need is anyone getting lost, or injured, not when there's so much going on. I couldn't-"
"I know," the woman's eyes dropped, proud but also irritated by her beloved husband. Did she expect any different? He was always so selfless, it came naturally that man, one of the many traits that made him so attractive to her. And yet she too feared for him. Moses tried to reassure her, to tell her that everything was going to be ok. He turned back to Enya, a tender and loving hand placed upon her face.
"You can trust these people, Enya, I promise you that. They are good men and women who are just as concerned and confused as we are. I won't be long."
"Please-" Enya shook her head, removing her husband's hand from her face and placing it between her own. She stared at it for a while before looking back to him, "Please be careful."
"I will be." He leaned forward and gave her a kiss on her forehead before turning and going to catch up with Mimora. Unfortunately, he had no weapons on him, so he would have to rely on the hand-to-hand he'd learned should they come across any danger. Yet, his soul was not stirred in worry. He trusted the woman he would be journeying with, and should any more have decided to join them, it would make for a good group.
"Mimora!" He called out to her when he closed the gap between them, his jogging receding to a brisk walk. He looked back once before turning his gaze to her, still appalled by how small she stood next to him. "Checking our surroundings, then? I'd be more than happy to assist you."
"Where are you going?" she demanded. A tone of intensity rang in her voice, and he turned to her with the same concerned eyes that he'd give any other. That was a sign to her, a tell she knew all too well.
"I can't let her go off alone," he explained. "Enya, I'm sorry. I know everything is new, but the last thing we need is anyone getting lost, or injured, not when there's so much going on. I couldn't-"
"I know," the woman's eyes dropped, proud but also irritated by her beloved husband. Did she expect any different? He was always so selfless, it came naturally that man, one of the many traits that made him so attractive to her. And yet she too feared for him. Moses tried to reassure her, to tell her that everything was going to be ok. He turned back to Enya, a tender and loving hand placed upon her face.
"You can trust these people, Enya, I promise you that. They are good men and women who are just as concerned and confused as we are. I won't be long."
"Please-" Enya shook her head, removing her husband's hand from her face and placing it between her own. She stared at it for a while before looking back to him, "Please be careful."
"I will be." He leaned forward and gave her a kiss on her forehead before turning and going to catch up with Mimora. Unfortunately, he had no weapons on him, so he would have to rely on the hand-to-hand he'd learned should they come across any danger. Yet, his soul was not stirred in worry. He trusted the woman he would be journeying with, and should any more have decided to join them, it would make for a good group.
"Mimora!" He called out to her when he closed the gap between them, his jogging receding to a brisk walk. He looked back once before turning his gaze to her, still appalled by how small she stood next to him. "Checking our surroundings, then? I'd be more than happy to assist you."
