Ouroboros Spine tipsigigaa ⫃

It wasn't all that complicated, for Valiant. Someone had to do a thing. That thing involved tasks that he was good at. He looked around at the others, his thoughts with the two soon-to-be parents who would depart.

"I'll do it," he said to them; an offer more than a declaration. "I'm a fair hunter. It's what I do most every day. First or second — I don't mind. But I ain't of a mind to fight about it — so if there's anyone who don't agree, g'wan and tell me now."

He wanted to get back to his own wife and children, so he was eager to see this decision made, but that was the only way in which it weighed on his emotions. He really didn't have any desire to fight about it, and this was likely apparent in his bald but even tone. His body language remained relaxed and open, and his ears cupped toward the hunters gathered here.