Thunder Dome A New World

No time was wasted before the male began delving into his strengths, the things he could offer to the tribe. Some were nice to hear, could prove useful, and then others were concerning. They were a peaceful tribe, or so was the plan, leaving little expectancy for future battles. Even still, his traits as a warrior would be handy, all except for his dislike of showing pain. It was understandable, for some viewed any demonstrations of such as a sign of weakness, but it was not something she was particularly fond of hearing about. As someone who wished to become a medic, and genuinely cared for her fellow tribe members, it would bother her to know that there was a chance someone near to her could suffer without her even realizing it. "You have presented a number of skills, many of which could be helpful, but I wish that you may leave behind your dislike of showing pain as time goes on," the girl stated, voice calm yet firm. "Someone who does not show any signs of having been harmed are often difficult to care for, and can become a risk for the tribe as a whole if the injury is left untreated." Any stocks of herbs could be burned through within a single week, leaving an opening for more to suffer if tragedy were to strike.

"You speak of taking pride in the loyalty you possess, but are you able to provide support for such claims?" She focused her gaze on his face, staring intently as she began to speak once more. "Are you willing to give to both myself and the entirety of the tribe your loyalty? To look out for the others and fight alongside them if ever necessary, even if you may not be close with them?" Undying loyalty is what she wished to achieve someday, but understood such could not yet be asked of any of her members. Still, she found herself wishing to test the male currently standing before her, to check and see just how much faith he could place onto a group he did not know.