" no . " immediate , decisive . seiros held stern her jaw , " no , i do not fear for what has become of my kin . i have raised them an army of ardent supporters who would make it so they never stand alone . "
wilhelm would never betray her in this . he knew the hand he so chose to hold as well as the burdens it came with . and so seiros did not fear what would become of her homeland and family , for humanity would fear her for what was to happen should they conspire further behind their goddess's back .
and her hand remained so entwined in his .
" what i am is restless . to you , visibility is a curse : to be seen for your power , feared for your judgement , held responsible for your followers . for me , it buys back some of what has been lost . i yearn to be respected , but it serves no use to be seen in a world not my own , by people not my own . and by humans who owe me and my family nothing . so , i am restless . "
How the two of them are two sides of the same coin. So alike and yet so vastly different from one another. He isn't entirely sure how to help her feel less restless, but maybe it isn't something he can help with. Only be there for her as a friend. As a fellow dragon.
"Do you mind talking about the things you've done in your world? What was your life like there?"
