Dire Lemming
First Post
"I don't know." Corrin responds, glaring at the human. "He stayed behind to fight the parent even though the path was clear to escape. You'd just better hope he's alive." He sighs, glancing back in the direction of the river. "Gods... you really are a piece of work. You two can't have been raised together... Just what do you think he would think if he ever found out how little respect you have for his intelligence and judge of character? ... But who am I kidding, he trusts you, of course he's a naive fool. You two need me allot more than you could imagine." He grunts in annoyance, and starts to fiddle with his holy symbol, the one gifted to him by the beautiful but sickly woman. (Still, I suppose neither is without potential, especially Correus. He's probably smarter than me, just naive. Sure wish this would let me talk to Lady Pandran.)