[ He'd be embarrassed if he was the type, but Zaveid thinks his body gave up on trying to manage blushing years ago. He closes his eyes, trying to swallow back all the things he's feeling, and it's heavy and a little bit hurtful. He's too used to making light of things, of his suffering, of his life, used to playing the joker. Coming to terms with his own sadness isn't something he's particularly keen on.
What is he meant to say? Zaveid doesn't quite agree, not really, because his motivations have never been quite that pure. He had started with Sorey because of a touch of obligation and because of the strength to defeat Eizen, but now... ]
You make it sound so easy. Go spend time with Eizen, spend time with Dezel, hang out with Mikleo, as if I don't remember all the things that happened.
[ The gunshot, the roar of dragons, the sound of a maw opening and a Lord of Calamity being devoured... Those are the things he can't really forget, no matter how hard he tried. ]
I don't know how it works, Sorey. I don't know how I haven't turned into a dragon myself, how come I haven't gone off like Theodora did and Eizen did. It's... It ain't right. That's how it feels - like I'm waiting for it to be my turn. I gotta come sometime.
[ He's been lucky this far, and he bows his head. He's too old and too tired and one day Malevolence will catch up with him and that'll be it - and who will be there to destroy him? Old and powerful and bitter, transforming into a dragon? Would his scales be snowy-white like Theodora's were, or would he become dark and dangerous like Eizen? ]
I think... [ And his heart is racing, just a little bit, his hands clenching. ] I think I'm getting scared, Sorey.
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[ He'd be embarrassed if he was the type, but Zaveid thinks his body gave up on trying to manage blushing years ago. He closes his eyes, trying to swallow back all the things he's feeling, and it's heavy and a little bit hurtful. He's too used to making light of things, of his suffering, of his life, used to playing the joker. Coming to terms with his own sadness isn't something he's particularly keen on.
What is he meant to say? Zaveid doesn't quite agree, not really, because his motivations have never been quite that pure. He had started with Sorey because of a touch of obligation and because of the strength to defeat Eizen, but now... ]
You make it sound so easy. Go spend time with Eizen, spend time with Dezel, hang out with Mikleo, as if I don't remember all the things that happened.
[ The gunshot, the roar of dragons, the sound of a maw opening and a Lord of Calamity being devoured... Those are the things he can't really forget, no matter how hard he tried. ]
I don't know how it works, Sorey. I don't know how I haven't turned into a dragon myself, how come I haven't gone off like Theodora did and Eizen did. It's... It ain't right. That's how it feels - like I'm waiting for it to be my turn. I gotta come sometime.
[ He's been lucky this far, and he bows his head. He's too old and too tired and one day Malevolence will catch up with him and that'll be it - and who will be there to destroy him? Old and powerful and bitter, transforming into a dragon? Would his scales be snowy-white like Theodora's were, or would he become dark and dangerous like Eizen? ]
I think... [ And his heart is racing, just a little bit, his hands clenching. ] I think I'm getting scared, Sorey.