Lia listened to him intently. She knew what stories that where passed around about his sister, similar to him, but she wouldn't know anymore than hearing it from her own brother. Still, the stories were just that; stories. They could be told by anyone and lost in translation. If his sister really would do anything to secure the throne for herself, then spreading some lies and tales about her brother was a pretty easy way of doing so. Then there was the fact he nearly died by her own hand.. A person that was considered his own flesh and blood. He had it no better than she had. At least her brother was somewhat nicer to her, all things considering. It explained a bit about him, why he was so guarded. His own sister was after the throne he rested on and would have done anything to clear a path for herself. It showed why he guarded himself from her... So what was a girl to do to break through that? Each had extreme trust issues, but for various reasons. A younger son named the heir while the eldest was skipped over... Oh the fights that may have broken out. It saddened her to have to hear this about him, but at least it gave her some sort of idea about him beyond what little they knew of each other.
The girl poked at her food lightly, feeling her own hunger flee. It was one thing to ask about his family, but now he was asking about her's. It was only fair after all, but it didn't make it any less painful. "Okay... Since you told me about your sister, I'll tell you about my brother," she replied as she moved the food around her plate a bit. It seemed fair. One sibling for another. Parents... They could work on at another time. "My brother... he was the eldest as well, but he was the family favorite. Smart, strong, and an amazing fighter. He knew some magic, but I rarely ever saw him use it. Most of the time it was physical combat with him, like the family." Lia stopped for a moment, remembering the few times they would spend some time together before she 'left.' The times he tried to help her understand combat, the times he would dress her wounds... A tinge of pain pulled at her heart as she stared down at her plate, no longer wishing to even play with her food.
"You see, the family was more known for fighting. Warriors I guess... Highly trained in combat. He was always the better one at practically everything. Even when I was young, everyone fawned over him... But at least he was nice to me, for a time at this...." Her words faded out slowly as she remembered how nice he used to be to her... and then how quickly it soured. "As for parents... like you said. Another time."
Lia glanced back over towards him to see his own food pushed away. Talking about her family was painful as it was, and having to eat while remembering that... She could see this was not a topic either of them could have over a meal. It was painful for the both of them. "So... I guess we're done?" She looked up to him, waiting for him to tell her what they would do next. Were they even okay now? The demoness had felt a little more at ease knowing a bit about her companion, but there was still the issue that they didn't really understand each other. Hopefully, this was a step in the right direction.
The girl poked at her food lightly, feeling her own hunger flee. It was one thing to ask about his family, but now he was asking about her's. It was only fair after all, but it didn't make it any less painful. "Okay... Since you told me about your sister, I'll tell you about my brother," she replied as she moved the food around her plate a bit. It seemed fair. One sibling for another. Parents... They could work on at another time. "My brother... he was the eldest as well, but he was the family favorite. Smart, strong, and an amazing fighter. He knew some magic, but I rarely ever saw him use it. Most of the time it was physical combat with him, like the family." Lia stopped for a moment, remembering the few times they would spend some time together before she 'left.' The times he tried to help her understand combat, the times he would dress her wounds... A tinge of pain pulled at her heart as she stared down at her plate, no longer wishing to even play with her food.
"You see, the family was more known for fighting. Warriors I guess... Highly trained in combat. He was always the better one at practically everything. Even when I was young, everyone fawned over him... But at least he was nice to me, for a time at this...." Her words faded out slowly as she remembered how nice he used to be to her... and then how quickly it soured. "As for parents... like you said. Another time."
Lia glanced back over towards him to see his own food pushed away. Talking about her family was painful as it was, and having to eat while remembering that... She could see this was not a topic either of them could have over a meal. It was painful for the both of them. "So... I guess we're done?" She looked up to him, waiting for him to tell her what they would do next. Were they even okay now? The demoness had felt a little more at ease knowing a bit about her companion, but there was still the issue that they didn't really understand each other. Hopefully, this was a step in the right direction.
