“There’s nothing wrong with mourning, you know.” Vax was too often ruled by emotions. “It’s healthy to get feelings out.” Hypocritical, but Vax’ildan folded his arms over his chest, hip cocked to the opposite side of his head. “And you know, if I’m saying it, it’s probably... a thing.” 

          “Then you have no say in how you wanted it to be! You want to use the arcane, to access magic? You need to control it!” To say Caleb is upset would be an understatement. To see a user of magic act so recklessly, it made his blood boil. Firing an arrow blindly could get one killed, but to lose control over a spell? There is no knowing what could happen. “I expect you to do better, I expect you to have control.” 

@candleinferno ||                            Vax’ildan paused– his head canting to one side as he watched the dragonborn. “….In reference to what?” Because it could be argued he was too attached to his companions, he’d grown too close, too trusting perhaps- and there were times where that bit him in the ass, but for the most part- “Am I supposed to be worried now?”

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