Yes, the sun and all that...

—He cursed all his decisions, muttering to himself.—

—He didn't like looking so vulnerable, even less so in front of Bakool Ja Ja.—

Maybe I should go take a shower. I must have gotten heatstroke... That's all.

—He nodded, then tried the relaxation exercise. At first, Zoraal Ja hyperventilated as tiny beads of sweat trickled down his blue scales.—

Do you have a tissue?

NO! I'll be fine, I just need to... relax a little.

I... Sorry, I don't know...

—His nose started bleeding.—

(Thank you, really 🥹👉🏽👈🏽)

With that mindset, of course...

—Seeing the young man's reaction, he immediately regretted the harshness of his words.—

You did the right thing. The same can't be said for me...

It's not worth dwelling on "what if," you'll just waste your time...

Hold your head high and proud of what you've done right. You deserve it!

The past can't be changed. You must move on. We must...

—Zoraal Ja sighed before removing his hand from the other's head.—

Even if we have to fight each other.

—He gently placed his large hand on the Warrior's head, ruffling his hair slightly.—

You did more than enough, and you did it well.

—The young queen's words touched Mamool Ja's heart, but he wouldn't let it show easily.—

You might end up disappointed.

—He collapsed. He looked as if he had frozen, book in hand, staring into space.—

Not at all, but... Why?

If it's any consolation, I think you're a great warrior. I can understand why Lamaty'i approached you.

—A small smile appeared on Zoraal Ja's face when he mentioned his sister, a gesture that revealed the respect, even affection, he felt for her.—

Thank you for taking care of her.

Do you... care about me?

he didn't have two heads... But he'd never spoken about this with anyone, so it wouldn't be easy.—

I... I'm not a good person, I'm not what everyone expected me to be, and I never will be...

—He listened intently to what the Miqo'te decided to confess, contemplating those scales and comparing them to all the expectations and rumors he'd heard since his sweet childhood: people who expected him to be equal to or better than his father, others who doubted his abilities because

(Don't worry ☺️✨)

I heard it somewhere... I...

—He's truly speechless.—