things i wish i didn’t know

BASTIEN

Bastien laughed softly, the smile remaining on his lips; he had found in Rexanna a partner in not just life but his artistic and aesthetic ambition. Whether or not Azrael would follow in that path was to be seen, but he hoped he could share with them his love for the world of the visual. "I have, unfortunately, been too distracted to craft any particularly stunning infant clothing. Soon, though." He reassured Ronin, determined his child was going to be dazzling in the coming weeks when he had the energy for it.

There was probably no one who could understand his plight as well as Ronin, so Bastien listened closely to what he had to say. "I think I may try and do some work for the guild I have been meaning to...when I am able. It will help me to concentrate on something else, perhaps." Rexanna had always encouraged him to work on his passions and Sanctuary, so in a way it would be like doing what he hoped she might want.

"I am hardly an adventurer like you, my friend. Do not worry." He said with a sad smile, thinking back to that odd time just after the Spire Demon had been killed. "I have found myself quite happy to stay in and work on my paintings and hear others tales of bravery, in these last years. You have been, I'm sure, continuing your derring do in Torchline?"

You standing beside me
I'm going to push back, push back, push back
With every word and every breath