Despite All My Rage

Falling Away From Me - Korn

It was a voice that brought him back to focus. Green eyes blinked once as he surpressed all other thoughts and locked the little voice back behind it's door with a quick and well practiced mental action. He's eyes fell on the female that had addressed him from his held up head. His nose tilted down slowly, the three scars across his snout easily visible. In that moment, he felt the aura coming off of her as she felt his. He found himself analyzing it with a very calm and expressionless look on his face. He could have been wrong, but he was fairly certain he saw two different worlds entirely. The dark in her heart seemed calm. Still. Next to his own which was rapid and energetic. But quickly he realized that these observations weren't something that he should concern himself with. This cold wordless stair wasn't Newol's way.

With a long breath in, he exhaled and calm washed over his body like a falling river. His shoulders relaxed and the light returned to his eyes, his brain settling on the here and now. A calm and friendly smile appearing on his maw. She was right, something was bothering him. Something was bothering him terribly, he just didn't know what. And until he did, there was nothing for it but for him to control himself and maintain his pleasant disposition by force of will as he always had. With a respectful bow of his head, he introduced himself. "My apologizes, ma'am. When I'm alone my mind just has a bad habit of... wandering." It was true. Every Zaraidd before him has been guilty of their own fair share of demons. Seemed to be a family curse. But like all things, he cast that aside and stayed in the moment. Again he spoke, a friendly tone on his voice. "I didn't disturb you, did I?" his question was genuine.