He considers that a long moment, too long to be a confident and easy yes. Wrathion always has to have trust wrung from him, fighting tooth and claw along the way, but in this case...
"Perhaps," he offers, "not all."
Emilia, he thinks, he can trust. Has trusted before. She has not betrayed him, not yet, has not asked more of him than he can give. Has asked less of him, even, than expected. She could have cornered him, pressed him on everything she saw. Instead, she has stayed quiet.
Perhaps she thought he might come to her, might explain himself. It is more in his nature to slink away when wounded, to hide until he can affect full health again. The problem comes when the wounds do not heal as easily as he would like.
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He considers that a long moment, too long to be a confident and easy yes. Wrathion always has to have trust wrung from him, fighting tooth and claw along the way, but in this case...
"Perhaps," he offers, "not all."
Emilia, he thinks, he can trust. Has trusted before. She has not betrayed him, not yet, has not asked more of him than he can give. Has asked less of him, even, than expected. She could have cornered him, pressed him on everything she saw. Instead, she has stayed quiet.
Perhaps she thought he might come to her, might explain himself. It is more in his nature to slink away when wounded, to hide until he can affect full health again. The problem comes when the wounds do not heal as easily as he would like.