Tirian opted to hang back and once more bring up the rear of the caravan. His body had settled into a dull pain, pushed to the back of the warriors of the mind as he began to walk forward with the loud crack of Rudolf’s whip. His sky blue eyes gazed around, taking in the subtle details of the surrounding environment. Everything was calm, a well-earned day of silence for all those around this caravan. Tirian’s pace was slower than usual, amazing however that this soldier could even walk straight. His body had grown accustomed to the devastating effects of that forbidden magic of his. Each stride that he placed in front of his worn and tired body caused tremors of growing pain within his abdomen. His face showed no pain, however his mind began to concentrate on that growing pain, until a certain pink-haired teenager interrupted the man’s thoughts.

“What’re you thinking there Tiriana?”

Tirian raised an eyebrow to the obvious insult from the smirking female before his eyes. That smug smile burned deep into the soul of Tirian as he just continued to look forward. His lips cracked into a smile after a moment’s time of debating whether he had a solid comeback or not. Unfortunately his mind had been too focused on the past few days to string together anything short of pain and discomfort.

“Thinking of how nice it will be to get this journey over. “

Lucille dropped that smug look, snapping thoughts back to her mission. Her eyes shifted forward with an uncomfortable heat raising in her chest. Without a word the girl sped up and disappeared in between the caravans. Tirian simply watched with wonder what her problem was, but this was not his problem to deal with. Tirian continued on with his mind falling back into realms of darkness, nothingness. 
-Serna had been taking glances back at the read head as the caravan started. She was worried. His pace seemed slower and something about him was off. She watched as Tirian and the new girl, Lucille chatted for a moment before it ceased and Tirian was alone again. Quietly, the teenager handed the reins of Deetri over to her brother and she motioned over to the red head. Setna looked back and then nodded to his sister, who then waited until she could walk beside the red head. 

"A-Are you alright? S..." She stopped herself from saying Sir and stuttered. "T-Tirian?"-

Tirian looked over to the Syndarean girl with a broken smile, his mind taking a while to come back to the realms of reality. After a moment Tirian finally drew in a heavy breath with a hard shrug to the girl’s question.

“I’ve been better, everything will get better with time though.”
-Serna frowned at the smile. It was a sad one, and it wasn't his. She looked away, walking beside him for a moment in silence. But then she turned, with a spark of determination. She felt bad for all the sadness within the group, especially with Aaerynn and with Tirian. The teenager gently took Tirian's hand. She looked up at him with bright eyes and then turned his palm up, with a small finger, she dragged around his palm into a design and then she closed his fingers into a fist, and led his fist to his chest. "It's protection against bad dreams and bad thoughts." She finally explained and began to blush as she let go of his hand. "M-my mother taught it to me, whenever I w-was sad or scared. It's kind of childish...but..."

She shifted away from him a bit, suddenly embarrassed. To do something so childish...how embarrassing. She had done it on instinct, not even thinking about it. She had wanted to do it for Aaerynn too, but felt the wood elf wouldn't really appreciate it. Serna looked away from the soldier, not wanting to see his reaction. "S-sorry." She apologized.-

Tirian felt a warmth entered his chest and face as her gentle finger moved around his hand, then closed the fist and placed it against his chest. Tirian kept his hand there for a moment or two before nodding with a happy expression entering his mood.

“Thank you. It means a lot to me. Are you still up for training?”

-Serna blushed and smiled brightly. "Y-yes! I...I want to become strong. Strong enough to shield everyone." 

Her stutter was gone, both from the happiness that he had accepted her small charm and because of her resolve. She didn't want to see anyone get injured like that again, especially when she had the power to help. "I practiced th-the frequency!"-

Tirian smiled warmly, a bit of surprise within his heart at the determination shown by the navy haired girl.

“That’s good. We’ll start tonight and go through the ropes again”

-"Ok!" The girl smiled happily once more. "D-Do you mind if I walk with y-you?" She looked at him curiously, but she was glad to finally see his smile again.-

“I don’t mind at all.”