Don't judge me, cuz if you did I could judge you

Azriel had always been a trusted friend, even before he became a guard for their family. She understood that he did what he did and said what he said to better protect and provide for the band and her, but she couldn't truly wrap her head around raiding others for what they needed. Her mind fought against the idea as memories of the last raid she had seen flashed before her eyes. They didn't have to be so vicious as those demons had been though, and Atreyu understood that too. Perhaps, had she been raised a soldier she could see his point more clearly, but in peaceful Judila there had been no need to pillage what others had.

Listening carefully to his words, Atreyu pulls herself closer to him just as he brings her into his chest and rests his head on hers. "I understand that we need to... Despite my personal reservations against it, I suppose we have some training to do." It was her way of giving her consent to him, letting him know she did take his words to heart. They needed to do difficult things for the betterment of Judila and her members, and this was one of them. Leaning back against Azriel's strong form, Atreyu pushed her face into his chest and let a few tears fall for what they would have to do. Raiding, no matter how peaceful, was still raiding.

"Atreyu" || "Azriel"