all you have is your fire

i try to keep it in line, maybe i'm just not the one

A job on the ship? His brow raises and he moves to stand a bit closer to her, head tilting somewhat to the side as he focuses on what it all means. Manning a cannon, adventures, going off on her own. There’s a hint of pride that blossoms in his chest at that, the fact that she’s at least got it figured out enough to go and take on challenging things and hopefully come out right. At the same time, however, there’s worry and concern.

But Melita is strong, and he imagines she’ll be just fine. And if anyone were to lay their hands on her he’s sure they’d be missing them in the end. “Did you take it?” He asks quietly, a smaller ghost of a smile crossing his face, something like a smirk. “Feel free to shoot one at me when you’re in town.” He rumbles, giving her a bit of a wink before settling in a bit more again.

She tells him she’s never been able to save those she cares about, and honestly? Neither had he in the end. He might have saved Saartjie, but at the end of the day he wasn’t there. So much for protecting. He puffs out a quiet sigh, shoving his hands into his pockets as he regards her again. “Good. Have you kept up with your training?” He asks with a tilt of his head, focusing on the topic of her because that’s far easier.

but you know i would

SuNJATA