Evie
The world - this world - can use a lot more of Deimos. More than just his personality, his stalwart and proprietary protectiveness, his skill and loyalty. Caido needs more of those with his outlook, his past. An ease of understanding and acceptance of magic. Evie wouldn't have been the one to say that even two years ago, too chained down by the laws of the land and the instilled terror of being born Abandoned. But Deimos, Jigano, Peter...their ease with magic and their stubborn insistence to go against the grain has only positively impacted her life. Set her mind to wondering if maybe they've been wrong this whole time. Maybe she isn't cursed or useless. Uselessness that she sheds with an intentional ferocity, with each dagger she throws that lands accurately. Groaning dramatically under her breath she goes to fetch her knives when the 'range' is clear. "And so the cycle of learning continues until the day I die." Returning to where she'd been standing at his side, she gives him a glance, not wanting to give him some sort of internal error if she dares to say he's a good teacher.
His answer is imprecise, does nothing to set her on a path, but she finds she doesn't mind. It's not his decision to make in the end. But he offers her an opportunity, a chance to grow stronger, and she bites her lip as she considers it. "I think I'd like to come see it at least. Maybe advance past targets eventually, get some meat on these babies!" She lifts one arm to flex a bicep - pitiful compared to him, but toned from years of working in the soil - and waggles her eyebrows at him quite terribly.
be the love you never received
the love you've always wanted
