Think About Your Life

Corvus tended to be more practical than crafty; not that there was a particular way that was any better than the other. He just was accustomed to thinking on his feet rather than planning ahead, not really the type to dwell on the future and plan too much. He supposed there was benefit to being a bit more forward-thinking but that just wasn't how he was, but that didn't mean he wasn't interested in learning when he could. "Have you smelled any prey around here?" Corvus hadn't gotten the chance to really scout things out, but he assumed Balthier had an idea of what prey animals might be roaming if he'd come out all this way for this.

He followed Balthier's lead, moving toward a tree a decent distance from him and beginning to wrap it around a small tree. The two of them carefully adjusted things until they seemed right, and he gave it a few more twists around the tree until it seemed taut. "I get that feeling. When I was younger I felt like that a lot. I wanted to do more, and felt really shitty - uh, sorry, I felt really bad," he corrected himself quickly. Balthier was family but he didn't know how his parents wanted to raise him and certainly didn't want to be held responsible for corrupting his language. "-when I couldn't do more. It's kind of overrated though," he admitted with a small laugh. "Being responsible is hard. And scary sometimes."

Being a child felt really hard when you were one, he could remember that - and then when you were an adult, you wanted to be a kid again. There were so many more things to worry about, so many more emotions to suffer through. He knew no amount of convincing would make Balthier realize just how true what he'd said was though. He'd have to learn it himself, like Corvus had. "Looks good to me!" He called out to him, flashing him a pleased grin as he stepped back. Once Balthier set off to scout out something to chase this way Corvus would get into position, maybe finding somewhere to crouch behind, depending on which direction the boy went off in.