some nights feel like every night
Nodding in agreement at the suggestion, Sera confirms his thinking and he pulls the cane and blade back in. “Yep. I think that’s the only solution. I’m sure there are more than a few of them who would be happy to put me through a barrage of exercises in return for my silly, insistent questioning.” He’s referring, of course, to the mental health checks he often does, picking several Dragoons at random to see how they’re faring. Tip-top shape means mind as well as body, as a rogue soldier and dragon could actually do quite a bit of damage if they chose to.
Twisting his wrist over and under, he moves through some momentum-based moves, moving first to give the Artificer a wide berth. “Mmm, that’s a good motivator. I don’t think Cian would let me leave again unless there’s some assurance he won’t have to come save me again.” It’s all very matter-of-fact, no bitterness for what he projects about the Eye. It isn’t terribly smart to have a liability running around, particularly with relations as they are.
“What kind of field work?” genuinely curious, he looks over at Sera with a bright, curious gaze.
Twisting his wrist over and under, he moves through some momentum-based moves, moving first to give the Artificer a wide berth. “Mmm, that’s a good motivator. I don’t think Cian would let me leave again unless there’s some assurance he won’t have to come save me again.” It’s all very matter-of-fact, no bitterness for what he projects about the Eye. It isn’t terribly smart to have a liability running around, particularly with relations as they are.
“What kind of field work?” genuinely curious, he looks over at Sera with a bright, curious gaze.
this one feels brand new
got good things on my mind when I'm with you
FALKE
