LOCKE
He leans down a little and let's her put it on his head. He almost feels sheepish when he stands back up, a soft smile quirking at the corner of his lips. For how little time they've really spent together, he does love her. She seems to be that kind of person. Easy to love and all of that. "Thank you. I'll take it as payment for the bone." He lightly touches the flower crown before stepping back a little bit.
The pair watch Umbra for a moment and Locke feels a sense of loss he's all too used to. When she speaks, he doesn't turn to look at her. Instead he shrugs lightly. "Don't think I was cut out to be a dragoon. Kinda didn't like the attitude of Stormbreak either." He realizes what he's about to say might put him at odds with her but so be it. "I've got nothing against the Ascended and the Voice put out the Wren Society fire. While I was in there." He holds his hands out so she can see them. They're mostly healed but there's scars littering his skin. "It could've been so much worse.."
"I just.. Couldn't do it, Seren."
The pair watch Umbra for a moment and Locke feels a sense of loss he's all too used to. When she speaks, he doesn't turn to look at her. Instead he shrugs lightly. "Don't think I was cut out to be a dragoon. Kinda didn't like the attitude of Stormbreak either." He realizes what he's about to say might put him at odds with her but so be it. "I've got nothing against the Ascended and the Voice put out the Wren Society fire. While I was in there." He holds his hands out so she can see them. They're mostly healed but there's scars littering his skin. "It could've been so much worse.."
"I just.. Couldn't do it, Seren."
I'm motivated by the lack of doubt
I'm consecrated but I'm not devout
I'm consecrated but I'm not devout
