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[color=0072bc][b]Time: [/b][/color]Late Morning
[color=0072bc][b]Location: [/b][/color]Roshmi
[color=0072bc][b]Interactions:[/b][/color][@Tae][@Inertia][@Potter]
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Malachi glanced at Rei and gave him a faint smile when he offered to help, [color=0072bc]"No that's alright. No training today."[/color]
Before he could explain more, Corvina joined, questioning the situation. The girl was actually rather polite and appreciative. They really had lucked out on a good pair of humans, kind and cooperative for the most part when they weren't firing word cannons, but that would only translate well in battle anyway. 

Nym voiced Malachi's thoughts: that they'd probably all have to leave the area. It could be that nothing would come of it, but it was not worth the risk. The child had seemed vengeful and even perhaps suggested their deaths. It was best for all of them. Luckily Nym had not been seen, so if he had some place to retreat to, he'd be well off as long as he laid low. Malachi couldn't pull his gaze away as Kenia asked where he'd go, and he responded by telling her she could not know. His heart ached as they hugged, and once they had finished the hug, he put his hand on Kenia's shoulder, whispering, [color=0072bc]"You'll see him again." [/color]

To his surprise, Corvina came over to hug them both and he reluctantly stared down at her in shock. His arms slowly fell around her and he hugged her back. He wanted to kick himself. [color=0072bc][i]You never learn, Malachi.[/i][/color] He thought warningly to himself with despair. It had started off so easy: training up soldiers to kill Aklenroth, but now... It was beginning to feel, whether or not he'd admit it, like he had a family again. Malachi knew this could be bad. He had to snap himself out of it and take the situation seriously, or he would end up not being willing to let the two battle. Though, since he was willing to put his life down for this cause, he supposed he was willing to die to protect them, so he let go of Corvina and said, with sheer honesty, [color=0072bc]"I will do whatever it takes to keep you two alive."[/color] Maybe there was no running from it. Even his heart now cold and empty, was still so prone to beating and caring so much for people he spent his time with. 

Kenia then led the two upstairs to help pack, and he turned to go gather some of his things too when Nym's voice reached his ears yet again. 

[Color=forestgreen]"Malachi may I speak to you for a moment?"[/color]Malachi whirled on his heels to glance at him. [Color=forestgreen]"Thank you for putting up with her, I know she's not the easiest to get along with sometimes. The loss of her children and betrayal of her husband has changed her, but I know that deep down there's still great good in her. She just needs someone to break through those walls and I think you and those humans might be the ones to do that."[/color] 

Malachi let him continue before speaking his mind, taking his words in and processing them.

[Color=forestgreen]"I do have a favor to ask of you, however. Watch out for her for me? I know that is a lot to ask and I will never hold it against you if something were to happen to her, but it'll make this old man feel better to know that she'll have someone there for her."[/color] 

[color=0054a6]"Kenia..."[/color]Malachi drew off, clearly completely lacking self-awareness that her name made him smile a little just saying it, [color=0054a6]"She is a good woman. I've seen it in her. I will be there for her best I can, Nym." [/color]He put a hand on his shoulder respectfully. It was a heavy burden to look a man in the eyes and vow to protect his daughter, and it was not the first time Malachi had taken it on. But as he thought before, things would be different now. He would not fail the people around him again, he'd go as far as to die to protect them. Maybe he wouldn't upright let them all know he felt that way, to keep them from caring too much for him and suffering the pain of loss, but he would bear the burden. He was used to it anyway.