[Training] Take Me To Your Level

"Who have you met here is healthy?" the bard asked, darkly amused himself as Loren seemed to describe at least half the people in the Hollowed Grounds, and probably just as many in Halo. "And what sort of insanity are you prone to, that isn't driven by grief?" Even if it was destructive, Jigano believed that the Launceleyn was due his time to mourn for his lost love.

As for the rest? He nodded slowly, looking up to the blue sky dotted with a few wispy white clouds. "Do you feel guilty?" he asked softly. "For surviving, when others have not? For moving forward while those you cared about are buried and will never move again? Do you think pushing those that remain with you will make it easier to walk away from them when they die, too?" It wasn't as though he was a stranger to those habits himself, though he was trying to claw his way past them.

He glanced over at the sound of the flask shaking and snorted softly. "Trying to get the Warder to fire you from your new position already?" It might seem like it, if Loren abandoned Halo and buried himself in the bottom of a bottle too often. "How's it working out so far?" He was genuinely curious of Loren thought it was helping, or if it was simply something new enough to keep his interest.