Desmond saw the sincerity in what Delwyn's words. This stranger was glad he was alright. It had been a long time since anyone cared for his well-being. He found that he missed that feeling greatly.
Desmond had taken the job for the gil. But he had an inkling that this Delwyn would've done it simply because it was the right thing to do. Amaare might be dead right now if not for Delwyn stepping in. The healer might have left as well, leaving them all worse off. There was no way to stop Nymeia's influence, he was foolish to think anyone could.
"You are wrong in one thing, Delwyn," he said as he was helped to his feet, "there is a coast here. The coast is fate and we are all catch ashore when we need it."Â
He noticed the healer was looking off, her ears pointed outward. He followed her gaze and saw the Roegaedyn coming and something approaching closer still. It was a Lalafel riding a Carbuncle.
"It seems we have a couple more pieces washing ashore as we speak." He remarked.
Desmond had taken the job for the gil. But he had an inkling that this Delwyn would've done it simply because it was the right thing to do. Amaare might be dead right now if not for Delwyn stepping in. The healer might have left as well, leaving them all worse off. There was no way to stop Nymeia's influence, he was foolish to think anyone could.
"You are wrong in one thing, Delwyn," he said as he was helped to his feet, "there is a coast here. The coast is fate and we are all catch ashore when we need it."Â
He noticed the healer was looking off, her ears pointed outward. He followed her gaze and saw the Roegaedyn coming and something approaching closer still. It was a Lalafel riding a Carbuncle.
"It seems we have a couple more pieces washing ashore as we speak." He remarked.
