[Diarmuid was a patient man, waiting as long as it took for Waver to pull his words together. It was the condition placed before him that made the air hang a little heavier.]
Do what you believe is right.
[A command that meant nothing and yet was woven into his existence, past every thorny vine as the one thing Waver truly wanted him to do. To speak for himself. To question him. To speak with him as a friend despite the clear established hierarchy that Diarmuid lived his human life by as a Knight.
Something to unheard of, unspeakable and yet undoubtedly and unshakably Waver. What made him Waver. What made Diarmuid feel so...
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[Diarmuid was a patient man, waiting as long as it took for Waver to pull his words together. It was the condition placed before him that made the air hang a little heavier.]
Do what you believe is right.
[A command that meant nothing and yet was woven into his existence, past every thorny vine as the one thing Waver truly wanted him to do. To speak for himself. To question him. To speak with him as a friend despite the clear established hierarchy that Diarmuid lived his human life by as a Knight.
Something to unheard of, unspeakable and yet undoubtedly and unshakably Waver. What made him Waver. What made Diarmuid feel so...
He nodded, and with all his conviction:]
I understand.