[ He's careful with watching the children by the fountain, a gentle sort of care in his blue eyes that almost seems sad in a sense before he glances over to Lightning and, somewhat sheepishly, looks down to his blade... looks down to Braveheart. ]
No. I have... never been without it.
[ Perhaps a safety blanket of sorts or simply to have should unexpected things happen. For someone who is accustomed to always being on their guard, always keeping watch of those he considers his comrades, always willing to die at any second... what is he to do now when there's none of that here? ]
I am still trying to get used to everything here. My apologies.
[ Not to mention running into people he knows but look at him as though he's a stranger. ]
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No. I have... never been without it.
[ Perhaps a safety blanket of sorts or simply to have should unexpected things happen. For someone who is accustomed to always being on their guard, always keeping watch of those he considers his comrades, always willing to die at any second... what is he to do now when there's none of that here? ]
I am still trying to get used to everything here. My apologies.
[ Not to mention running into people he knows but look at him as though he's a stranger. ]