i follow rivers

Nagendra’s gaze skated across the horizon, swinging over to land across Lysis. He watched her interestedly, a fine brow arched ever so slightly. She seemed to have quite the opposite opinion of fighting – at least, an attraction to it versus his own repulsion. Although he did not like fighting, Nagendra would not be one to condemn someone for feeling differently. He supposed life would be rather dull if everyone hated fighting; variances were important, and to be appreciated.

When she told him how long she had been a part of Imperium, he let out a soft “hm.” He was glad to meet a senior member - having only otherwise met Rhythm (again) who was just about as new as he was. ”I’ve only been here about a week or two. Seeing as you’ve been here longer, would you know what this battling is for?” he questioned with a suddenly intense curiosity, evident in his intent stare.