Fair.

“I mean… you just let her live!” Deborah was clearly frustrated, and wanted zephyr to know it as he walked on in the direction he saw the child warrior escape in.

“Its no big deal, if she isn’t coming after me I don’t have to worry about her for now.”

“And how do you know she wont fight you? You cant trust anyone Zee, you mustn’t!”

Zephyr looked over at her “you’re afraid of her?”

“Of course not!”

“Then there’s no rush.” Zephyr lit his cigarette and carried on.

Deborah didn’t like this attitude, an image flashed before zephyr’s eyes, the image of his dead parents, and he dropped to his knees.

“Don’t forget Zephyr, this is what happens when you trust people beyond yourself, it will only ever end like this!”

“Hey Zee, you alright?” his followers became concerned.

Zephyr climbed to his feet and carried on. “I’m fine, I just tripped up little, that’s all.”