remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
“Not if you are too tired to lift it properly,” and he snorted, not bothering to hide the rolling of his eyes. When Talyson had gained some more awareness, muscle, and bulk, perhaps he’d be able to wield the one Deimos now alternated along his palm, spinning it around like a disc. Watching the spectacle at hand was intriguing enough, and the Sword was half-entertained by witnessing the leather proportions smack the courier back, maybe in an endless loop. Instead though, his head tilted vaguely, listening as his eyes went back to the shield in his hand. A jocular intonation settled through, sarcasm biting upon his tongue without refrain. “Not going to jump on it?” A reference to their landshark disaster and lack of forethought, wondering why a god needed to tell him the most basic of common sense, but he meandered off for a moment afterwards, placing the defensive mechanism back upon the shelf, and snagging at a wooden sword.
Only to return, facing the younger, smaller individual. “Take your stance. You will be better off listening and trying.”
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
