our sins are washed away
Nodding at Melita's comment that she didn't possess any power of her own, Saiden smiled. "An Accepted, then?" Although it was a question, his tone was quite certain about that fact.
Shrugging, Saiden glanced towards the wooden wall briefly. When he returned his gaze to the redhead, he grinned brightly. "Water, mostly. A bit of air too. Nothing too powerful." Cocking his head to the side, his grin turned to a smirk. "I tend to rely on other talents." He winked, though it was still playful.
Patting the bed she'd chosen, he pushed off from it, walking a few steps away. "I should finish letting you settle in. Unless you'd like to see the cannons now?"
Shrugging, Saiden glanced towards the wooden wall briefly. When he returned his gaze to the redhead, he grinned brightly. "Water, mostly. A bit of air too. Nothing too powerful." Cocking his head to the side, his grin turned to a smirk. "I tend to rely on other talents." He winked, though it was still playful.
Patting the bed she'd chosen, he pushed off from it, walking a few steps away. "I should finish letting you settle in. Unless you'd like to see the cannons now?"
