#*malakai.

the warrior looks up from the roaring fire, his expression neutral. malakai isn't the type of man to just abandon someone clearly in need. even if everyone else would stray from. malakai wouldn't do so without experiencing it himself.

that's not somethin' i do as you'll come to learn. smooth transition from speaking into signing. he exhales, air spiraling upwards as it leaves him. you're in good company here. he assured.

walking his way around the side of the table, he gently places a strong palm to fel's shoulder and squeezes. as if to reiterate.

@sorrowsick.

quotes that broke me starters

‘ you're thinkin' too much. ’ the warrior grips taron's hip, the touch is meant to ground him, to bring him back from the depths. calloused, worn fingertips are strong, steady.

he's not about to argue with the thoughts. over the years he's felt and known of the same. but dwelling upon it didn't help matters. and that's what he's attempting to convey here.

‘ don't misunderstand, i know you've seen too much. ’ his breath is warm as it fans along the mage's neck. and not just seen, but lived it.

he knows that things can bog you down and drown you. it's okay, it's okay to be lost. but he should remember that there are those willing to help you back up.

and malakai was willing.

@sorrowsick.

his strength is obvious, though his grip isn't tight. the warrior carries her for a time, until there isn't anyone or anything but the quiet sounds of nature. he realizes that it might have been sudden, but the objective had been taken her out of the chaos.

malakai gently deposits her on a bench nearby. ‘ that better for you, ma? ’ he offers a bottle of water as well as the question.