Don't put your happiness in other people's hands
He shifted weight between the feet and watched with mild curiosity as the captain began to rummage through the bag. A dark brow rose high at the sight of pen and paper - why in Caido's name was she carrying that around? - but he obediently took it and read her reply.
Huh. A vow? Seemed like the sort of thing a soldier might do. Korbin let his gaze wander in the direction she had been facing, and watched the Citadel in the distance.
He couldn't hear it himself, but he gave off a thoughtful hum.
"If you plan on cleaning the Palace of Ningos, I'm all ears."
The young man handed the notebook back with a mischievous grin, clearly thinking he had made a grand joke. Reaching into a pocket, he produced a roll of bandage, and offered it to Morgan, making no comment about the blood staining her items.
Huh. A vow? Seemed like the sort of thing a soldier might do. Korbin let his gaze wander in the direction she had been facing, and watched the Citadel in the distance.
He couldn't hear it himself, but he gave off a thoughtful hum.
"If you plan on cleaning the Palace of Ningos, I'm all ears."
The young man handed the notebook back with a mischievous grin, clearly thinking he had made a grand joke. Reaching into a pocket, he produced a roll of bandage, and offered it to Morgan, making no comment about the blood staining her items.
They'll drop it
KORBIN
