Nitire Segundis
Nitire fell silent as the woman from before stepped forward, seeming ready to address him as well. He took a moment to look over her form, noting first her age and then her stance. It was obvious by the way the soldier's regarded her, she had some standing, but at her age? Nitire couldn't help but chuckle as she finished her questioning.
"Believe it or not, we Imperials aren't all heartless monsters." Nitire offered, shrugging his shoulders as his mancles resounded slightly, "But, I couldn't fight for my home anymore. Not after seeing how easily they cast off and discard their humanity." It was after this he paused, noticing the one called Tyme questioning the other soldier just out of hearing range. At first, his curiosity was peaked, but soon his attention would fall back onto the female. "I heard this nation is fighting for peace above all else... I had hoped to fight for such a cause, but I'm ready to accept whatever fate awaits me."
It was then Tyme stormed to her side, seeming slightly agitated by whatever had transpired.
'Probably advising her not to speak to me. Don't blame the guy.' Nitire nodded in agreement to his own thoughts, falling silent as he stood erect. It's true after what his nation had done, many of this land would likely consider him a monster and view his very existence on this nation as a blight. However, he was grateful for the way they had been treating him, and for the first time in about a month, he felt like a human once again.
However, his thought process was interrupted abruptly as Tyme now spoke out in his direction. At first, Nitire was surprised by his tone, but narrowed his eyes attentively as he locked his gaze with the other man. As Tyme's gaze flickered between Nitire's and his braclet, Nitire too look down at the small bangle upon his wrist. To be honest, he thought it an odd bauble, but it was standard issue field gear. He never gave it much thought, but now he grew curious. As Tyme began to reveal the nature of these braclets, Nitire couldn't help but widen his eyes in slight surprise.
"Huh... Never knew this small thing was worth a damn." Nitire chuckled, closing his eyes as he shook his head. The prospect of having something that volatile on his person was somewhat alarming, but the fear was quickly overcome. If he had worn it for this long- odds are he'd be fine for awhile longer. However, his interest fell back to Tyme.
'These braclets were made from him? What is this guy? 