Roen heaved the harness onto the back of the brown colored chocobo, fastening the buckles and running her fingers between the leather straps and the feathers to check the fitting. She gave the bird a small scratch behind the tuft of its cheek feathers to sooth it, and was rewarded with a pleased kweh. The bird in the next stall answered with another cheerful trill; both birds seemed restless and eager for some activity after hiding out from the blizzard for bells.
That quiet warble turned to a spritely chirp upon Khadai’s return, either in greeting or fear she could not tell. Roen nearly chuckled aloud though when she saw his almost-usual pensive look, which was followed by his immediate cessation of it. The towering form of the Xaela did not seem quite so intimidating when caught in such moments. She managed to hide her amusement with a lopsided purse of her lips.
“The supplies on the wagon outside are to be delivered to the Convictory,†the paladin replied as she began to lead the chocobos by the reins outside of the stall and through the double doors. The birds fanned their wings and craned their necks as they were both greeted by the cold, and Roen sighed quietly in relief to see that the tarp that was secured over the wagon and its contents had held through the blizzard. She began to hitch the birds to the caravan, speaking to warrior without looking his way.
“You need not accompany me if you have other pressing matters, Khadai.†She pulled on the metal hinges to test it, her breaths coming in puffs of white steam as she did so. “I know… you sensed… your objective. You need not delay your search for it on my account.†She walked around the caravan to look over the condition of the wheels. She glanced back to the Xaela from the other side. “Although after this delivery, I am not expected back in the city proper for another sun or two.â€
Roen took the reins in her hand, but paused before climbing onto the wagon. Even as the cold was already starting to bring a rosy hue to her cheeks, her mood remained placid. “Perhaps we can work together to try and figure out what the next step may be for you.â€
That quiet warble turned to a spritely chirp upon Khadai’s return, either in greeting or fear she could not tell. Roen nearly chuckled aloud though when she saw his almost-usual pensive look, which was followed by his immediate cessation of it. The towering form of the Xaela did not seem quite so intimidating when caught in such moments. She managed to hide her amusement with a lopsided purse of her lips.
“The supplies on the wagon outside are to be delivered to the Convictory,†the paladin replied as she began to lead the chocobos by the reins outside of the stall and through the double doors. The birds fanned their wings and craned their necks as they were both greeted by the cold, and Roen sighed quietly in relief to see that the tarp that was secured over the wagon and its contents had held through the blizzard. She began to hitch the birds to the caravan, speaking to warrior without looking his way.
“You need not accompany me if you have other pressing matters, Khadai.†She pulled on the metal hinges to test it, her breaths coming in puffs of white steam as she did so. “I know… you sensed… your objective. You need not delay your search for it on my account.†She walked around the caravan to look over the condition of the wheels. She glanced back to the Xaela from the other side. “Although after this delivery, I am not expected back in the city proper for another sun or two.â€
Roen took the reins in her hand, but paused before climbing onto the wagon. Even as the cold was already starting to bring a rosy hue to her cheeks, her mood remained placid. “Perhaps we can work together to try and figure out what the next step may be for you.â€
