Snowforest Taiga wind shear

aditya gave her a sympathetic smile, understanding completely. once upon a time, he had been at morningside recovering from injuries, too. back then, he hadn't known how long he would stay, if he would even stay at all. now, four seasons later, he was still here. . .but he knew very well the feeling of being trapped in a place not your own, with little ability to even pitch in.

"it'll get better," he said in response, but then she was speaking again--about him. oh. she had picked up on the exhaustion in his voice, the tired lines of his face. adi looked shyly away, face set in a grimace. he had been trying so hard not to let on how difficult this had all been--was he really failing so badly at that?

"it's no walk on the beach," adi responded with a smirk, rolling his eyes upward. "but. . .i have sunny--the old leader's son--helping me out, now. and dawn should be back around soon enough. it'll. . .it'll get better," he echoed his words to her, though much more lamely than before. he turned to her, then, gazing warmly at her.

"thank you, though," he murmured. "i haven't spoken much about it, at all. to anyone."