remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
He waited, keeping himself busy with another set of dummy repairs before she’d made her appearance. His eyes tracked movements, from the clenching of the spear to the motion of her companion, head tilting vaguely, giving nothing away save for his usual round of curiosity. Even her approach seemed to signify a different edge to Soleil, the question lacking her fire and emboldened notions. Where he’d expected audacious complexities and fervency, she dwelled seemingly in between quiet and discord. No wonder Luka had been concerned.Grabbing hold of his own practice spear, he prepared for more indulgence rather than poking at kindling and seeing what he could incite. Not yet, anyway. The Sword granted her a smile in response. “How have you been?” They hadn’t discussed her journeys, her ventures, or anything otherwise in quite some time – so the inquiry was justified and amiable, rather than outrightly seeking and searching. “What would you prefer?” To beat and scrape at fellow Shields alongside him as he granted advice, or to be mustered and maneuvered, twisted and turned around, as he sought to bombard and confound?
out for vengeance
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