A goody two-shoes? Well. That's new. Roland's disposition is resolute. With certainty in his timbre, he crosses his arms once again and keeps his gaze focused on the teen.
"If I go alone, you might wander off somewhere else. Listen, I know we've only just met, but your health is a priority. It's easy to lose but hard to gain back. Trust me." Moments like these are when Roland's true age shows, despite how young his body has become. On the inside, he remains his real self: close to fifty, a father in his own right, and carrying more than enough experience in worldly affairs to keep him stocked up with sagely across plenty of lifetimes.
"How about this," he starts off steady. "Let's put a pause on all the tough questions about the Nexus until you get what you need. If you don't know what it's called, maybe we can start with what it looks like. Wanna paint me a picture?"
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Roland's disposition is resolute. With certainty in his timbre, he crosses his arms once again and keeps his gaze focused on the teen.
"If I go alone, you might wander off somewhere else. Listen, I know we've only just met, but your health is a priority. It's easy to lose but hard to gain back. Trust me." Moments like these are when Roland's true age shows, despite how young his body has become. On the inside, he remains his real self: close to fifty, a father in his own right, and carrying more than enough experience in worldly affairs to keep him stocked up with sagely across plenty of lifetimes.
"How about this," he starts off steady. "Let's put a pause on all the tough questions about the Nexus until you get what you need. If you don't know what it's called, maybe we can start with what it looks like. Wanna paint me a picture?"