☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- A sword is a sword. - Sanexa shrugged. - Of course, I will be a little... No, very upset if your attitude towards me changes for the worse, but it will be a small price to pay for your healing. Well, I'm sure I can accept you in any form, so don't worry about it.

- It's very nice to hear... But still, I wouldn't want you to have to sacrifice yourself for someone who can't reciprocate.
The knight decided not to continue this thought, dismissing it as if it were an annoying fly. Will the healing awaken his heart? Will he find a place for his companion in it? Or maybe a new thirst for adventure will make him abandon everything and everyone and leave for the sunset? Maybe he will join the side of the fighters for independence against the empire that conquered and then destroyed his homeland? Or will he astral project due to an excess of overwhelming depressive emotions? There was no point in thinking about this so early.
- But I won't treat you any worse, don't even doubt it. - he burst out of philosophical captivity with confidence. - I wasn't raised that way. It is unlikely that all my memories were a lie. ... By the way, about memories, I remember we talked about this in the moon park, and then when we walked along the port, and I became curious. Tell me, do you miss the sea? Would you ever like to go sailing again? Maybe not as a captain, but as a passenger? Sorry if that sounded too morally straightforward, but I'm an unfeeling undead, what can you do...