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[dragonspride]

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[dragonspride]

He nodded quietly. "There were others helping pull children and villagers out of the fire, and a doctor - one of us - who was seeing to Rotans the same as the rest of us, as well as she could. Link had helped me for a while, using his faerie rings to send rescues to Bavan." He made a small, thoughtful noise. "At this point, those that were truly dead set on it were likely fool enough to raise a weapon on their rescuers and mark themselves; if there are others who realized their errors and wish to make amends, I have no reason to deny them that."

At least, so long as it was genuine.

"There are libraries in Bavan, and some of the clinics may be able to help as well; if yours come early in the fog, we may both be able to go looking for those who are struggling." It might take some arranging, but it was something he'd done occasionally anyway.

[blessedbymoonlight]

She did recall meeting the green-clad faerie boy briefly at Rota, and the doctor she had heard tell of from the others, even if she didn't get a chance to meet her. "I'd like to hope that, given enough time and a chance to think on their deeds, that the instigators would learn to lay down their weapons for good, but... that's a rather naive thought, isn't it?"

People could nurse grudges for a long time. A very long time. Wasn't Golbez proof of that? Or... Kain? Though, surely, both of them would have had the means to resist those darker impulses had Zemus not been involved.

"I've been meaning to visit the hospital in Bavan; to check on a few people, and to speak with some of their doctors. They might not be able to provide me with any information, but it wouldn't hurt to ask, right?" And visiting the libraries would surely occupy her time between cleaning up the house and cultivating the garden. Which was nice. She preferred to be kept busy, and it would help to take her mind off... other matters.

She gazed at him with a new-found sense of admiration. "You really do want to help others, don't you? Not just out of a sense of honor or duty, but because you really do care about their well-being." And the smile Rosa gave him was one that clearly indicated she wouldn't accept any false modesty from him. "I feel so fortunate to have you at my side, Kain. I honestly don't know if I'd be able to accept my fate so easily if you weren't here to guide me through it."

He'd always been like that hadn't he? A pillar of strength and a standard for others to measure themselves by. Even Cecil looked up to Kain, though the Dragoon probably wouldn't it see it that way. He'd been so obsessed with trying to best Cecil in battle that he probably never knew how much Cecil admired the Dragoon's sense of conviction and resolve. But Rosa knew. She always knew... Even when Cecil couldn't confide to her in words, she knew.