[h1][centre][b][u][color=6ecff6]Yuri Tynko[/color][/u][/b][/centre][/h1]

	Everything was kind of hectic in the Mess Hall, but he managed to find a breach point in the crowds to get out early and escape both Grant and Lilith, as well as the overwhelming sounds of chants and laughter. He wanted to get somewhere more peaceful, whether Annella followed him or not, and right now the best place was the Dormitory. Most of the trainees were to spend a lot of time outside before being forcefully moved into their dorms. Though he was aware she was following him, and that the two were to situate in the same room anyway, so it really didn't concern him. He was still up for the conversation, but kept it to himself for a while of the journey. There was a hallway they could take to go there, through a maze or so, yet he thought the scenic route was better for himself, despite it being longer.

	As he trod every now and then, he'd hum quietly to himself. It was a simple tune; it was the family song of peace and clashed with the one of honour. His family were like that, his father had told him. Honour meant everything to both him and his ancestors, therefore he had to follow in the path his first relative walked. Though he was never quite sure what that path was. Many of the records were lost, and Cyo had only told him what he knew slightly from memory after a Robbery occurred. He felt that Annella's eyes pried on him as he hummed, making him stop quite quickly. It left everything in silence once again...

[color=6ecff6]"It...might sound weird...but...do you believe in honour above most things in life?"[/color] At first there was no response, so he decided to continue. He thought to himself about how boring and dreary he must've sounded, but something kept him talking. [color=6ecff6]"My Father told me something once, after our shop was robbed. He was in panic after some files and papers were lost. I asked him, 'Why was paper so important to him?', I wasn't the smartest of kids then as of now. He replied with something quite...important, I could say. [i]'It was the sheets of evidence, proving that before the dwellers outside the walls emerged to eliminate mankind, there were successful lives all over the land. Businesses were set up and wars were fought between man from one hill, to man from another. These documents showed me how our family has done amazing things, and it was mainly lead by Honour, as translators had noticed. Such as Johanna Tynko, the first bearer of the Tynko title. He was a businessman apparently, who ended up going in a war that lasted for years. On end, he would see his own family die around him, and loved ones. He didn't stop there, as he was driven by the knowing that if he were to succeed, after everything that was lost, he'd still provide pride in the title. His goal was passed down to his son, then to his son, and to his, and further on...Do not shame when you can still provide a good title.'[/i] I didn't really understand that phrase, up until now, sort of. It still puzzles me, and seems a bit [i][b]Cheesy[/b][/i]...but...I don't know...I should stop going on about me and...Dad...so much..."[/color] He apologised once more, feeling ashamed for once again going through the pain of the story. Grant and Lilith hated that story, and so would Annella in his mind.