his eyebrows draw together at the vehemence of her reaction, at how quickly she shakes her head. this isn't just simple discomfort with the weapons, with the notion of fighting, like he'd originally assumed. this goes way deeper. ]
A sin? How is fighting a sin?
[ okay, maybe that's a bad question. fighting isn't always a great thing, or the right choice. but if it's a sin to her, it's a necessity to him, as much as breathing. if he hadn't picked up a sword when he was twelve, if he hadn't been training at camp all these years, become a warrior down to his bones, he wouldn't have survived all these years. all those quests, two wars, just the life of being poseidon's son. he can't imagine being forbidden. ]
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his eyebrows draw together at the vehemence of her reaction, at how quickly she shakes her head. this isn't just simple discomfort with the weapons, with the notion of fighting, like he'd originally assumed. this goes way deeper. ]
A sin? How is fighting a sin?
[ okay, maybe that's a bad question. fighting isn't always a great thing, or the right choice. but if it's a sin to her, it's a necessity to him, as much as breathing. if he hadn't picked up a sword when he was twelve, if he hadn't been training at camp all these years, become a warrior down to his bones, he wouldn't have survived all these years. all those quests, two wars, just the life of being poseidon's son. he can't imagine being forbidden. ]