Hello Echo

When he mentioned that he used to be a very bad man, Sparhawk could feel Poem still within his arms. He couldn't blame her. It was natural to be unsure of someone the openly admitted that they used to be a monster. But that there was the key term. He used to be. The redwood and charcoal man was nothing like he once was and for that, he was incredibly happy.

The woman admitted that she was glad that he had changed and the big man chuckled lightly. "Me too, Miss Poem. Me too." He took another drink from the skin before sitting it down within easy reach of them both. "No shame in who I was, but very many regrets that it took me so long to find out who I should be." His past had shaped him into the man that he was now, so how could he be ashamed of it?

"We can sing much more, if you wish." Sparhawk grinned. He too loved a good song. It was rare to find someone that wanted to sing along. "Or I can sing to you and you can listen. Something from back home?" Ears perked as he waited for her to choose. The acoustics in the cavern were superb and he couldn't wait to use them again.