Nova Peak keep the rage tender

“Nao chit?”

Faintly, his shoulders rose and then dipped back down. Used to following the cues of others—until recently, he’d always had some sort of leading figure in his life—he couldn’t provide an answer to her question. In part, it was also due to his uncertainty of the entire encounter. Should he ask about going with her, or continue his search for Freyja? His immediate answer was to search for his sister, so used to being with her and not knowing what exactly to do without her. Yet, when he took the time to actually think about it, wouldn’t it be better to stay? Freyja has Seff now, she doesn't need her brother hanging around constantly. So, despite how desperately he wanted to, he soon realised that he couldn’t continue his search for her. He couldn't keep following her around like a lost puppy; it wouldn’t be good for either of them.

As she took a step, Hvitserk looked back up, surprised by her suggestion. He opened his mouth to respond, but nothing came out. Closing it, he settled for giving a slow nod.