Blacktail Deer Plateau return from byzantium

sorry if this is disjointed and crap, i am not having a good day and i'm trying to write through it. x__x

In a way, it came as little surprise to him that Lasher was better suited for something of an advisory role. From the moment that he spoke of it, Mordecai could plainly see it as though it had been visible all along and simply overlooked. Though he could not help but chuckle, thinking that perhaps his darker haired counterpart would have been a healer, he also supposed that a counselor was a healer of sorts. Not all wounds were of the open sort, were they?

"That must be an interesting task," he commented curiously. It was a role he could not imagine himself in, though he had been cornered off into it before. Cara had been notorious for it he knew, though he had never thought himself wise enough to instruct her what to do otherwise. It had been easier to imply that she think for herself, rather than listen to his suggestions. He waved the memory away.

"Was it something that just to you naturally, or something you decided you wanted to do?"