10 Things Hrathen & Lightsong Could Talk About
Well, to be fair, anon asked for a list in which these two interacted without making it the focus on of the entire list. Whoops.
This list contains major spoilers for Warbreaker and for Elantris!
Hrathen: Why are you staring at me?
Lightsong: Oh, sorry! Your armor--it's just so striking.
Lightsong: That red is fantastic.
Lightsong: And that cape! You really pull it off.
Hrathen: ...Thank you?
Lightsong: ...And it is ALWAYS a child who offers their breath to me.
Lightsong: It's freely given and all of that...but it is always horrible.
Hrathen: I inadvertently threw a country into a prolonged and bloody civil war, bringing death to the citizens I had hoped to save.
Hrathen: Their lives were...not freely given.
Lightsong: ...
Lightsong: You might win this one.
Hrathen: Dilaf has his uses, but I know that I cannot trust him.
Hrathen: He is a tool, nothing more.
Lightsong: You should give him a nickname.
Hrathen: ...
Lightsong: I call my priest "Scoot" and I think it really sets the tone between us.
Hrathen: I do not think I will take your advice.
Lightsong: ...so yeah, that's a sport we like to play here.
Lightsong: I probably described it badly, because I do not know the rules.
Lightsong: I am REALLY good at it, though.
Lightsong: What do you do for fun?
Hrathen: I like to read. A good debate with a worthy opponent is enjoyable as well.
Lightong: ...
Hrathen: What?
Lightsong: Sorry! I 100% expected you to say that you've never had fun.
Hrathen: Yes, I do give off that impression.
Hrathen [in a rare moment of vulnerability]: And in the end, although she was a heathen and my enemy, I actually...spent my own life to save her...
Lightsong: I understand.
Lightsong: There is a gorgeous, intelligent woman who is great to talk to and fun to be around who really, REALLY wants to sleep with me--which is a little awkward since I do not want that.
Hrathen: ...
Lightsong: Hey, my problems matter too!
Hrathen: I died, though.
Lightsong: Social awkwardness is real!
Lightsong: Being serious, though, I do understand.
Lightsong: I sacrificed my life too.
Hrathen: ...You did?
Lightsong: I did.
Lightsong: I gave up my life to heal a man's tongue.
Hrathen: [processing]
Hrathen: [processing]
Hrathen: [processing]
Hrathen: Was it a sex thing, or...?
Lightsong: No, but I can see how you got there!
Lightsong: My sacrifice was actually about saving my country, if I am being honest.
Hrathen: Now THAT is an act with purpose and with intent.
Hrathen: ...
Hrathen: So, this man's tongue... It was vital to the country... ?
Lightsong: Actually, very much so. And yet, there seems to be no way to say that without it seeming flippant.
Lightsong: Luckily, "flippant" is where I like to live.
Hrathen: ...You say that, but I am sensing hidden depths.
Lightsong: Ugh.
Hrathen: The only true religion is Shu-Dereth.
Lightsong: Okay, but I am literally here, though. A man who is called a god. Talking to you.
Hrathen: You are NOT a god. Coming back to life and having some semblance of magic does NOT make you a god.
Hrathen: Anyone can see at a glance that you would be a poor excuse for a deity.
Lightsong: [eyes shining]
Hrathen: ...
Hrathen: Please do not look so pleased.
Lightsong: I think I love you.