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Ravion
You are a fool to chase after her.
If I don't, I'll never know what would have come of it.
If you do, you'll know the heartbreak that will certainly come of it.
I must know.
You must suffer. You must always punish yourself.
I must know this!
Ravion's pace slackened under the weight of his thoughts, until he was barely more than jogging. He was not very far from the Inn, but he felt as though he had run a marathon. His green eyes darted all over, as though trying to catch sight of the decision that eluded him. Mellonin's dark eyes danced in his mind, but also Mellondu's hostility. Perhaps the brother was right to keep Ravion away...what did he have to offer Mellonin?
A tap on the shoulder startled him, and he reached for his sword before he saw the wan smile of Aeron. "It's a good thing you didn't have anything remotely valuable on your person or else I would already be sneaking off in the darkness with it." Ravion frowned, and Aeron smiled a little more. "Of course, even if you did I wouldn't -- if I did you and Raefindan and Mellonin would in all likelyhood pour another bucket of water over my head or ask me for my obedience instead of turning me into the authorities..." There was something very slightly sad in Aeron's manner that bothered Ravion, and provided a blessed distraction from his current troubles.
"Well met, Aeron thief-lord," Ravion said with a touch of a smile, extending his hand to the boy. Aeron looked at it for a moment, and then took it. "You look...well. I trust you have not come across too much trouble since leaving our company--though I do not doubt that if you wanted it, you could have stirred up some of your own." Through his sarcasm, Ravion was pleased to see the boy unharmed. He knew that Aeron could take care of himself, but while the boy was grieving over his sister, Ravion had feared for him some.
Also, it took his mind off of Mellonin for a while, at least...
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