she pushes him lightly, as if shes joking “If your sister is trying to be stronger than you there is a problem” she lets out a small giggle as well
While passively hearing to their chat, something clicked him on.
“Hey, there is nothing wrong from girls being strong”
she runs over to him and tries to put her hand over his hand and fails “Ugh, the hand represents the joke. Its going over your head”
“Father always wanted his children to be strong warriors like him. Too bad he was disappointed in me when he realized I couldn’t follow his dream.”
Andrei starts to frown and looks down at the ground
“It’s ok, 50% success rate is still pretty good!”
Dawa didn’t get the joke about the joke as well. Kids nowadays.
“Oh, father wanted me to be a villager. It is also not shameful to be weak, it is only to be useless. But don’t worry about that yet, you are just kids.”
“B-But… I have to keep my sister safe. I can’t afford to be weak anymore, but I don’t know how to fight.”
“So stand up for yourself. Don’t whisper about it to your sister. You think whispering about how you’re going to solve a problem is going to actually solve it? No. Be a boy of action, whatever that action is.”
“My action is going to be beating the crud out of everyone that did this.”
“That wasn’t what we were talking about” she giggles
“H-How can I even fight? I’m afraid to cause anyone pain.”
He looks at his staff in shame
“LISTEN. TO. ME.”
“WHATEVER your action is. You heard the guard, a weak action is better than inaction. If you can’t fight, do something else to contribute.”
“In the quarters, we told everyone new and afraid to hurt — because yes, it was a common problem — not to aim for the chest. Aim for the arm, but in direction to the chest. This way you will think that you will only hit the arm. Obviously it didn’t bring anyone far, but usualy broke the taboo. But honestly, just try going to an orphanage or something like that. They will do a better job keeping you and her safe than you could.”
“I c-can’t trust anyone else. T-They could try to harm Annie.”
He starts to shiver in fear
“Go to an orphanage. The first you see. Ask someone who isn’t a bandit when you find someone. You won’t survive alone.”
“Why? T-Then I can’t work on becoming a warrior!”
“You certainly can’t learn from me.”
“To stay alive first and foremost. Then you can try to become a warrior.”
“And what are you planning to do?”
“I will go back to Argus, which is where I came from”
He pointed to the bloodied shield on his chestplate, and to the same symbol on the shield.
“So your just going to leave a bunch of kids in a burned down village?”