As Canas spoke about his brothers and the understanding he developed, Tharja frowned and shuffled her feet.
"…I can’t say I’ve ever experienced anything like that. Whatever my parents didn’t teach me, I learned from books. Understanding other people has never been much of a priority for me. I’ve been told I’m a bit…" She trailed off, tapping a finger against her lip in thought. "Abrasive. Not that I care."
"But maybe…this is what you mean. Perhaps it’s because of the bonds of dark magic we share, but you’re very easy to talk to. It’s almost uncanny."
"You haven't? Really? How interesting..Oh, I certainly wasn't finding you particularly abrasive..either way I am happy to apparently be easy to talk to! I find that incredibly reassuring."
Canas paused a moment before his face lit up
"Say! Since we have such an impressive connection, you and I simply MUST collaborate on some works together! It'll just be the bee's knees! I'm certain with our respective backgrounds, with elder prowess but different teachings and time periods, surely we could come up with some outstanding ideas!"













