☀️ Arselia and Akonia

— On the one hand, it's mine. And on the other hand, — the girl remembered her past experience as a mercenary and not only that, — assignments are almost always funded, including from my own pocket. Often, down to the last penny. In Carneole, everything is the same. Not just there. I knew a wonderful woman, an aristocratic entrepreneur, who paid for all the preparations for our work out of her own pocket. She bought expensive equipment, various supplies, and in return, she received at most a tenth of the reward. And she even refused my offers to reimburse her for this from my share of the reward, — she smiles, shaking her head, — perhaps with this description, she doesn't sound like an overly enterprising lady, since the investments don't pay off, but that's not quite the case. She invested not in her own wallet, but in the future. I would be very happy to see her again and introduce you, but something tells me that the chances of that are slim. She was a wonderful person.

— Exactly. It's a very elegant punishment that not everyone is capable of, — she scratches her neck, — I just wanted to give him a good kick in the ass when he started acting up.

— There is that, — a slight smile, — it often happens when a person, as a result of trauma, isolates himself from society. He doesn't have proper support in the form of friends and loved ones. Or simply doesn't have the strength. Although there are also those about whom there are doubts about the possibility of saving them, — she pauses for a moment, giving an example, — I once read the diary of a person who achieved a lot but never found meaning in his existence. Nothing in life brought him pleasure. And on this basis, he began to degrade, to commit atrocities. He turned into a monster who, in the end, did nothing good in his life. He only brought countless sufferings and dragged many lost souls along with him, — she smiles again, — it's good that we don't have anyone like that among us.

Your life path... — she examines the warrior, — ... sounds difficult, since your usual misfortunes don't bother you as much. Probably, — she thought again about her potentially true nightmares, — it's harder than mine. If anyone ever needs to talk, I'm here. Just letting you know.
"It seems that only Erefir had an easier life than mine. And everyone else has suffering upon suffering. Perhaps, it's an extra motivator not to wallow in self-pity for no reason."