tell me your weakness, come on just one vice

Belril

Every day's a challenge
But I always seem to get through

Belril looked up towards Aisha upon being asked his name, which caused him to shift his weight from one foot to the other a few times.

"...my name's Belril," he said while trying not to stutter. "W-what's yours," he asked, still trying to keep eyes off the sword, though they flickered momentarily to it.

"...by the way," he started to say before pointing at the blade by Aisha's side. "Where did you get that? Is that one god-made?" He didn't want to seem rude, but his curiosity was starting to slip past the nervousness a little bit by now. Plus, if it turned out Aisha was indeed Accepted...well, the thought of how he'd potentially hide his magic caused his eyes to flicker to his silver bracelets.

Each day's a balancing act
Of good and bad events