VARUS
The gory way is the way to do it if magic isn’t around, and he finds it both surprising and admirable that she’d want to follow the path even when magic didn’t run through her veins. “That does make sense.” He offers her with a soft laugh, a nod of his head, before the game of his name comes into play and the smile on his face turns into a Cheshire grin.
“Too bad. I’m counting it.” He winks to her with a bright laugh, one that settles and sombers when her question is aired, why he kept it a secret. “It’s secret because I’m a soldier.” He offers her, before realizing he should clarify. He leans back, fingers tapping on his knee as he regards her. “Well, I used to be an assassin in the first war and I didn’t need anyone knowing my real name, let alone the enemy.” He shrugs his one shoulder, his blue gaze drifting to her face to see how she takes it. “So I started going by Cal because my father did when he was a soldier, too. Got me extra perks and all that.” The smile turns crooked and nostalgic.
“I should probably stop bothering you now and go run some of those scans, huh?” He says softly, pausing before he stands.
“Too bad. I’m counting it.” He winks to her with a bright laugh, one that settles and sombers when her question is aired, why he kept it a secret. “It’s secret because I’m a soldier.” He offers her, before realizing he should clarify. He leans back, fingers tapping on his knee as he regards her. “Well, I used to be an assassin in the first war and I didn’t need anyone knowing my real name, let alone the enemy.” He shrugs his one shoulder, his blue gaze drifting to her face to see how she takes it. “So I started going by Cal because my father did when he was a soldier, too. Got me extra perks and all that.” The smile turns crooked and nostalgic.
“I should probably stop bothering you now and go run some of those scans, huh?” He says softly, pausing before he stands.
and i find sorrow in idle minds
and solace in being heard
and solace in being heard
