Healer, Heal Thyself

*Askan* · 11-02-2020, 07:27 PM

Askan could believe that. Whilst he was rather inclined to make snap judgements even he knew it was unfair to write Meadow off as a weak softie. He let her talk, and consider herself as his gaze wondered, he didn't know anything about healing but the same couldn't be said for her. If nothing she had her healer shit together, well organised and ready to be put to use at a moments notice. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that anytime soon but Askan imagined that given the packs reputation it probably would. It was just a matter of time. And that was fine, he guessed. As long as Resin was willing to help the hurting and needy this would be the new status quo. Something he'd have to get used to because even he felt as though grumbling and griping about one solid topic got old pretty damn fast.

And then the topic returned to that nameless prick head and Askan sneered.

"Wouldn't be happy about it." Obviously. He'd kicked up a fuss no doubt, bitch into Resin's ears if she let him. "But it's not really my call, is it?" A fact that only annoyed him just now. Usually he was happy enough to follow orders but the thought of having to play nice with him rubbed the Selwyn in a real bad way. But again he guessed Resin wasn't unreasonable, surely she wouldn't want him to stick around like a thorn in her paw. Especially after how he'd spoken to Meadow. "If you don't want him around Resin would listen to you if asked her, I think. More than she'd listen to me."

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