The first thing the boy noticed was Adira being the first to come and defend him. He didnāt really understand it. Why she had stood up for him at all. He did appreciate it, however, and would make a note to help her out in the future. It was nice to know he wasnāt alone, and Adira was quickly climbing his like list. From there, things seem to build, however. Suddenly people were threatening, others were looking ready to attack, one was even scolding. Khojin was expecting him to run in there and fight, which he quickly responded with a, āWhat? No.ā
People were still rivaling up though. There were swords, lightningā¦ It was getting insane.
āWoah, woah. Hold up, stop all this!ā The boyās peacemaker side showed its face as he took flight and rose above them, joining Ocean so as to properly see Kora. The place had gotten rather crowded, after all, and being 6 feet tall only did him so much good.
āPlease, stop. Everyone."
He turned his head now to the ginger-headed girl, speaking calmly over the storm. Or at least, as calmly as he could, considering. "Listen. I donāt want to fight you. I donāt even want to be here right now. Obviously weāve got our own qualms about each other as natural enemies, but can we put all that aside for the time being? Hear me out. Yes, back home weāre fighting a war. Sure, call me a terrorist if you want, but you canāt tell me Erubesco didnāt also slaughter and hurt people, too. Thatās just war, neither of us can help that. And we both hate Liberty, so thereās that?ā
He took a breath. āI donāt know where we are. What I do know is this place is probably dangerous, more so than either of us should be toward each other. So letās just... work together on getting out of here for now, and when we get back home, you can seek me out if you so please. Okay? Look, Iām not saying we have to like each other, justā¦ There are no factions here. No war. So letās not fight like there is. These people don't deserve it.ā
Drake really didnāt want to go into the war in front of everyone right now. It wasnāt relevant, and it was painful to think about. Probably even more horrible to speak of. They didnāt need to hear it. They didn't need to be a part of it.