Thread: Fire Emblem: A New Revolution (Esyel & Beautiful Disgrace's 1x1)

Ike Selune No more than about ten minutes had passed before Katlynn woke up from her nap. Ike greeted her with a small smile and polite bow of his head before looking back up in front of her. His head merely shook in a side to side direction as she tried to apologize. Don't be silly. Clearly, you needed it. You'll be able to get more sleep when we can find an inn to rest within. Don't apologize for something like that. Yet as he spoke, Ike gently set Katlynn down. Once more, her feet touched the ground as Ike's now free right hand rested near the hilt of his blade. We should be able to arrive before it becomes dark. The walk is about .. a few minutes away. You think you'll be able to manage? Ike was certainly not angry nor was he tired. He hadn't exerted nearly as much energy as he could and would be able to continue traveling with ease. Admittedly, he was a bit exhausted mentally, mainly from all the traveling he'd done in the past year. But it wasn't overpowering him so much that he would fall unconscious then and there. No, he could at least make himself be able to escort Katlynn into Crimea before that. ... Yeah, they were. Selune admitted, figuring there was no point in trying to make him believe he'd seen something - or in this case, someone - else. Besides, seh should have brought this up sooner. But since he had ... there were no surprises. And, sure enough, he had began to add two and two together. The slightest hint of a smile creeped across Selune's face. She may have found quite the socially awkward teacher, but Soren was damn smart. And while his occupation likely did help, it didn't sound like that was the only reason he was intelligent. It was a nice trait to see within another person. As of late, many tended to display the 'all brawn and no brains' stereotype, especially within the soldiers. More than anything, Selune's legs were still very much burning and weary. She could keep her eyes open long enough. For the most part, however, she understood his words probably held some truth to them. She'd never really been able to practice them much. But she still did recall being able to move on through a set of mountains, woods, or other type of landscape in order to get into an actual city first. Recently, however, she had been forced to camp. The last thing Selune had really been allowed to be, even though she hated resorting to it, was picky. Yeah ... yeah, I was there. A new sensation of warmth covered Selune's body. Yet it wasn't only from the new cloak draped over her flesh. She could also feel it from the brief touch when his hands fell upon Selune's shoulders. Even though some of his words had sounded harsh and cold, she could detect that it wasn't the real him. Maybe .. Soren didn't know how to use his more gentle side? Or maybe you're just seriously over-thinking? Hmm .. probably .. Nodding both to herself and Soren's words, she took a long, deep breath. I .. think they may still recognize me by face. But ... thanks anyway. Even if he'd said earlier that she didn't need to, it was a habit for Selune. She was definitely no barbarian and thus had manners. Moreover, it felt odd not to say anything back. It would have been more awkward to not say anything in reply than thanking him. At least that's how it seemed in her mind and eyes. Swallowing nervously, Selune continued to follow Soren, ironically heading back towards the very same nation she'd run away from.