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travelerscurse ([personal profile] travelerscurse) wrote 2022-02-25 03:54 pm (UTC)

He's tired by the time they get there, but he soldiers onward, like always, and there's still enough of him left to go hunting for supplies and ceruleum when they do find the houses. There's a surprising amount of both between the houses-- Gustavain doesn't know the truth of it, yet, doesn't know to look, but there are no radios between the three houses-- as though they were simply abandoned and while he does think to question it, there are no questions more important than the answer of heat and food and rest while they wait for their companions to find them.

He knows how to use the ceruleum to fill the heater, at least barely, but nothing beyond that-- but between the two of them they get it working, the slightly acrid smell filling the air. He busies himself for a moment with making sure the windows and doors of the cabin aren't leaking in cold, but everything seems sturdy. It's a remarkably good find, enough that he comments on it,

"An unexpected silver lining," the room already seems a bit warmer, still uncomfortably cold but the difference is noticeable. He takes a moment, then, to study the woman he finds himself with-- or really, more her armor and weapon than the woman herself, and a question hangs heavy on his lips now that the immediate issues have been taken care of.

The only other Dark Knight he's met has been Sidurgu, though he's know that there were others in theory. He's kept his own soulstone close to his chest, a secret for the Scions, something he was more free about pulling out in Norvrandt, where darkness was looked to far more often as a friend. He has made his peace with himself about it, of course, but there's a difference between understanding that the darkness within him was a part of himself and being open to the world about the Warrior of Light having it. He hopes "Fray" would understand. He presumes by his silence he does.

"You are..." the question half sticks in his throat, but perhaps she can see at least some of the recognition in his eyes, "That weapon..."

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