“If you really worry about him in battle, then why don’t you just talk with him?” She asked her. “I mean, the best way to be sure is to talk with him but if there is any consolation, I know for a fact that he can take care of himself.” She said, looking at her.
“The Black Raven is a title, anyone of us would be able to get.” She mentions. “When he was young and still training, when the Dragon attacked Ippotismos, he defeated it. How he did it, he never told me. But he said and I quote. 'I never want to go back, go back to the Black Raven '.” She ends the quote.
“It sounds pretty edgy and dark even if you think about it.” She said, giggling softly. “But from what he has told me, the title itself is a Legend for the Ippotismos and almost everyone knows it. Heck, even Bloodfang knew about it.” She shrugged. “So if it comes down if he can take care of himself, it shouldn’t be a question, to think he can’t, is to disrespect him and all of his training.”
She sighed. “And about your people. I think sometimes, we all have to rise above ourselves and do something for the greater good. Perhaps, he is not a Starwalker, perhaps this new Starwalker Tribe won’t be what it once was, but you know what. I think that’s good.” She said. “Everything happens for a reason, and if Destiny wills it so, he will be the leader you want him to be, for your people. And I think, if I was a Starwalker, I would feel darn lucky to be back home again, no matter if my King, is the same race as me or not because he gave us a home.”
Through their talk, they would eventually find their way back to the inn.