I told you so!

Artorias was more than a little surprised by Briar's anger at him, genuinely not understanding what he had done wrong. It was better if he got hurt instead of Briar, so he'd done what any good guardian would have done. That confusion continued when she started to explain how a pack of giant dires had attacked the Armada and how she had helped to fight them off. It slowly dawned on him just what his transgression had been and why she was so upset with him. Briar was capable of fighting and holding her own, she had wanted to be a team and fight the dire wolf with him when he'd just wanted to protect her and beat a hasty retreat. They had not only been on two different wavelengths, Art wasn't even considering her as a teammate. That was what he had done wrong.

Once he realized what had upset Briar, the boy's black ears flattened back against his head and guilt dulled the light in his amber eyes. He hadn't meant to make her feel like they weren't a team or to disparage her skills. In honesty, he hadn't thought about any of that. He had only seen a large predator charging Briar and his brain made the split second decision to get her out of harm's warm by any means necessary. "You're right... I'm sorry," he replied, head bowed in apologetic sheepishness. Briar wanted to be treated like an equal and he hadn't done that. He'd be better for next time. At her nudge, the two began their trek back towards the castle. That was enough herb searching for now.


"Artorias" | Thoughts | "Corbin"