The woman shakes his hand firmly in greeting, moving a free hand up to pat the side of his arm gently. Kassandra pulled back after the hand shake, arms crossed over chest and hand moving up to rest on her cheek gently.                     ❝You’re right, I’m not in a bad way, but                   I came here with an offer.❞        She spoke with confidence, pacing a little with amber eyes locked on him and hand now raised to cup underneath her chin as she thought out her next words. She wants to take him on her next voyage, but she isn’t quite sure if he’ll go with her. After all, she doesn’t know how long they’ll be gone. She’s hoping for a week or so, but Gods know not everything works in her favor. Shifting a little to face him, she tilts her head.                     ❝I was wondering if you’d like to join me                    on my ship a little while. Perhaps a week,                    but I’m not going to lie to you- depending                    on sea and if there’s any storms it could take                   longer than planned. Still, I’d like you to join me                   on my ship for this voyage.❞         She spoke a little softly, looking down at him with a careful gaze. Perhaps this was the wrong idea- maybe she should just say never mind and leave, but she has a feeling she might intrigue him with this new found idea. It could be good for the healer- to get out of the practice for a bit to enjoy himself with the world around them.

    AN OFFER. Lykaon couldn’t help the slight raise of his eyebrows at her words. He had been the one asking for HELP when they first met, he really wondered what use she’d have for him outside of healing. Though, he couldn’t help the quick look of surprise that passed his expression. 

    “...Your ship.” His tone was somewhat deadpan, disbelieving. He had known she was a mercenary, a misthios, but a ship captain was new. 

    Though, being gone for THAT long? He hadn’t left the Chora of Delphi in years, not since he had established himself there as a physician. Yet...well, it WAS tempting, if only for the sake of his curiosity. He had only traveled so much in his lifetime, but leaving his patients for that long? Well...he didn’t have many patients at the moment, outside of those overly anxious about their health (in his opinion) and those who were prone to faking injury to visit with him. 

Random Starter yeehaw || @burdenedhealer·

     This was the first time in a few months since the woman last shown her face in Phokis. The eagle bearer was still very common around that part after sneaking into the cultist lair for proof and more information on the cultist she heard about. Kassandra rode steadily into the little village called the Chora of Delphi on the back of her mighty steed. She pulls back a little on the reins, causing Phobos to stop right there by the post. Slipping off her horse, she walked into the village until she found the healer. Arms crossed over her chest as she gazed at him, before a smile crept on tan scarred lips.                       ❝Lykaon. It’s been awhile.❞         She greets him, walking over a little with a hand out stretched to shake his. It’s been far too long since she’s last seen him.                         ❝Still a fine healer, I see.❞

    He hadn’t given the horse much thought when he had caught someone riding toward his home, though the RIDER did give him some pause. After a couple months, he had assumed he wouldn’t be seeing much of Kassandra, if at all. She certainly seemed to lead a BUSY life--or, perhaps they both did, but Lykaon was rather stationary. Still, he offered her a small grin and nod at her greeting, placing some herbs down on his table as he let out a soft chuckle.

     “I do my best.”

     He turned to grip her extended hand in greeting, releasing it after a shake to cross his arms slightly, tilting his head.

@ofmisthios​ asked: “ please, let me help you. ”

feels-y sentence starters -- still accepting

    “...No. No. I appreciate that, but…”

    There was that UNCERTAINTY again. It sat heavily in his gut, making him question if the SOLUTION he had decided upon for this whole situation was something he could DO. All Lykaon knew was that it was all he HAD. If it was what was RIGHT, what would be enough to give in response to the lives she had ruined...well, then he would HAVE to do it. Kassandra had already done more than enough, and he felt it was in his RESPONSIBILITY to be the one to deal with it. 

Starter Call. || @burdenedhealer·

      It has been awhile since the mercenary last seen the healer. Kassandra knew the state Lykaon was in when she left, but she couldn’t stay there much longer. Not killing his grandmother must of been something he was still coping with, and the whole situation in general. So, when she came across the village, she decided to visit. Riding down the street with Phobos, she eventually came to a stop in front of his home- examining it quietly before slipping off her horse, and approaching where she first met him- lone and behold, he was out there. Perhaps doing his daily healer work? Giving a small smile and an awkward wave, she nodded to Lykaon as soon as she caught his eye.                         ❝Chaírete, Lykaon. It’s been awhile.❞            Gods, she never has been good at greeting old friends.

    Luckily, the day seemed to be rather SLOW. Considering he was the village’s healer, perhaps he should have just taken that blessing as it were. However, Lykaon preferred to keep busy. It stopped his mind of wandering. Since Kassandra had helped him, it HAD allowed him to rest a little easier, but it didn’t remove the thoughts and weight of everything off his shoulders. At least, not currently. It had been quite some time since, Lykaon still finding himself STRUGGLING with his decision now and again, much to his frustration sometimes. He needed to move on from it. At least he could focus on his patients, continue his life in that way without it hounding him at every waking moment. At least, some days. It was becoming more common recently. Though, it didn’t appear the day would exactly ALLOW him in the moment, his gaze lifting as he caught movement out of the corner of his eye.

    He raised his eyebrows somewhat at the familiar face, giving her a small smile and nod at her greeting.