Alys Glasse
Of course Deimos would be someone important. Alys stared at him, wondering why someone like him would be interested in helping someone like her. He was a leader. She was no one - a traveler just on her way through the realm of Halo. They were ships passing in the night. And yet he'd offered her a safe place to train, and despite how busy he must have been, he was even offering to help her personally!
"Why are you helping me?" she asked bluntly, still suspicious. Her brows were knit in confusion, a slight frown on her lips. People didn't do nice things for free. What was he expecting in return? "I'm not joining your soldiers," she said suddenly, crossing her arms over her chest. Was that it? Was he hoping to lure her in to bolster his ranks? Looking around, though, it seemed that he already had plenty of soldiers.
Alys didn't understand.
"Why are you helping me?" she asked bluntly, still suspicious. Her brows were knit in confusion, a slight frown on her lips. People didn't do nice things for free. What was he expecting in return? "I'm not joining your soldiers," she said suddenly, crossing her arms over her chest. Was that it? Was he hoping to lure her in to bolster his ranks? Looking around, though, it seemed that he already had plenty of soldiers.
Alys didn't understand.
