The more she listened to the Roegadyn speak about Nero, the more Roen was convinced that it was almost a paternal relationship they shared. The Roegadyn was older, and both he and Nero had mentioned how close Daegsatz and Nero’s "father" worked together for years. The way he spoke of the smuggler, there was affection and protectiveness underlying his rather gruff form of endearment.
“I will do the best I can, Mister Traggblansyn,†she murmured out his last name with some struggle. “I doubt your captain wants me looking out for him,†Roen bowed her head with a small smile, “but I suppose he is stuck with me regardless.â€
She absently rubbed her palms over her lap, recalling her first conversation with the smuggler. Roen knew next to nothing about the man so far, but the intensity that burned in his eyes when he spoke of fixing Ul’dah was undeniable. To see now that such a driven man could instill this vigilant yet tender sentiment that she saw in Daegsatz...it reassured her that what she believed about Nero was not far from the truth.
“There is always more decency that can be had,†the paladin offered with a genuine smile. “Too many think such a thing should have a limit.†She tapped her lap lightly as if making up her mind. “Rum and the memoir if I can get ahold of it for the morrow. And I fib not! It was a gift. And only certain chapters made me blush...a little. It brought me more laughter than unease.â€
Her gaze lingered on the Roegadyn as if to give him some measure of consolation before she stood and made her way to the barred door. She knocked loudly against it signal the jailer before turning back to Daegsatz. â€Hopefully we will not keep you here too long. Then you can check in on your Captain, soon enough.â€
“I will do the best I can, Mister Traggblansyn,†she murmured out his last name with some struggle. “I doubt your captain wants me looking out for him,†Roen bowed her head with a small smile, “but I suppose he is stuck with me regardless.â€
She absently rubbed her palms over her lap, recalling her first conversation with the smuggler. Roen knew next to nothing about the man so far, but the intensity that burned in his eyes when he spoke of fixing Ul’dah was undeniable. To see now that such a driven man could instill this vigilant yet tender sentiment that she saw in Daegsatz...it reassured her that what she believed about Nero was not far from the truth.
“There is always more decency that can be had,†the paladin offered with a genuine smile. “Too many think such a thing should have a limit.†She tapped her lap lightly as if making up her mind. “Rum and the memoir if I can get ahold of it for the morrow. And I fib not! It was a gift. And only certain chapters made me blush...a little. It brought me more laughter than unease.â€
Her gaze lingered on the Roegadyn as if to give him some measure of consolation before she stood and made her way to the barred door. She knocked loudly against it signal the jailer before turning back to Daegsatz. â€Hopefully we will not keep you here too long. Then you can check in on your Captain, soon enough.â€
