In hearing Sezkero's response, Kaveh paused for a moment, then broke out in an easy smile. "I would've never guessed." His comment was tinged with sarcasm, matching his light gaze. Admittedly, that was a pretty stupid question in terms of phrasing, but as long as they both understood his intent, it served its purpose. Refocusing, he quietly absorbed the rest of her answer, returning her searching gaze with his own. Why the pause, he wondered, suppressing the desire to interject as he waited. The Iyvess seemed tired, if her sigh was any indication, and as though his question had dredged up an unfortunate fact that she was forced to live alongside. Her words then confirmed as much, in terms of both his guess and his view of Makutsi. "Sounds like her." He remarked, his tone light as though he was speaking of an old friend. The goddess was a saviour to the Ivyess, much like she was to his desertborn race. How many times had she intervened and provided water for the Chaktawe in their times of need? As much as Eywaat was a guide both spiritual and otherwise to his kind, Makutsi was thanked for their survival. The other gods mentioned he knew little of, vaguely recalling Siku being mentioned by the Dhani as a snake Alvina, which he assumed was because she was the patron of their race. Laviku could be anyone, but Kaveh supposed he was a god related to water since the Iyvess were too.
Her words came to end with a bitter edge, which Kaveh could only assume was resentment held toward Siku and Laviku. He could understand the sentiment, having felt the same sense of betrayal whenever his father lingered in his thoughts, though his mother was not freed from the same judgement. He could think of a great number of theories of why one would be missing from a child's life, but none of them did much to quell the ever present anger he tried time and time again to forget. But to remain in that child's life and keep quiet, perhaps to protect the guilty party, he had more trouble coming up with the reasons. "It's betrayal, simply put." Kaveh affirmed, his tone a tad sharper than fitting for the situation.
Sezkero didn't seem to agree, at least not entirely, showing an understanding that the Chaktawe thought he too possessed. Was he being too harsh with his own parents, perhaps judging too quickly and with too few facts? He felt a whisper of a yes, but it was quickly swallowed by the flames of his rage. The Chaktawe always thought of himself as forgiving, but perhaps he was only forgetful. With a slightly sobered tone, he responded. "That's true." Kaveh could feel those two words ring through his mind as it gently quieted the brewing storm. "You're more understanding of them than I would be."
Fortunately, she ended with a question, a distraction for his mind. "No, none at all. I've only heard of Siku mentioned by other Dhani and Laviku from you. I suppose I'm thankful toward Siku for creating the Dhani." Kaveh winked, a playful reference to the nickname Sezkero bestowed upon him. "I guess we should all be grateful toward our creators, but that doesn't mean we have to forgive them either." He shrugged as he leaned back, not realizing the potential depth of his offhanded response.
Then, with a pause in their conversation, the Chaktawe quietly searched Sezkero's gaze. "Is that why you don't call these other Dhani kin? Because you're jealous of Siku's favour toward them?" Blunt perhaps, but it was the only way Kaveh knew to speak. Rarely would he ever compromise his identity in any form for even close friends, so loved ones tend to adjust themselves to him. "I don't see why you would. If Siku's anything like these Dhani, cruel and vicious, you'd be better of not receiving her approval." From their short interaction, Sezkero didn't seem to be anything like the other Dhani he had met, Iyvess aspect aside. After all, she's endured his company this long without giving the Chaktawe any true indication of wishing to do him harm, indicating a kinder soul than the rest of her kind. Already it was hard for Kaveh to imagine Sezkero as a killer of any sort.
Her words came to end with a bitter edge, which Kaveh could only assume was resentment held toward Siku and Laviku. He could understand the sentiment, having felt the same sense of betrayal whenever his father lingered in his thoughts, though his mother was not freed from the same judgement. He could think of a great number of theories of why one would be missing from a child's life, but none of them did much to quell the ever present anger he tried time and time again to forget. But to remain in that child's life and keep quiet, perhaps to protect the guilty party, he had more trouble coming up with the reasons. "It's betrayal, simply put." Kaveh affirmed, his tone a tad sharper than fitting for the situation.
Sezkero didn't seem to agree, at least not entirely, showing an understanding that the Chaktawe thought he too possessed. Was he being too harsh with his own parents, perhaps judging too quickly and with too few facts? He felt a whisper of a yes, but it was quickly swallowed by the flames of his rage. The Chaktawe always thought of himself as forgiving, but perhaps he was only forgetful. With a slightly sobered tone, he responded. "That's true." Kaveh could feel those two words ring through his mind as it gently quieted the brewing storm. "You're more understanding of them than I would be."
Fortunately, she ended with a question, a distraction for his mind. "No, none at all. I've only heard of Siku mentioned by other Dhani and Laviku from you. I suppose I'm thankful toward Siku for creating the Dhani." Kaveh winked, a playful reference to the nickname Sezkero bestowed upon him. "I guess we should all be grateful toward our creators, but that doesn't mean we have to forgive them either." He shrugged as he leaned back, not realizing the potential depth of his offhanded response.
Then, with a pause in their conversation, the Chaktawe quietly searched Sezkero's gaze. "Is that why you don't call these other Dhani kin? Because you're jealous of Siku's favour toward them?" Blunt perhaps, but it was the only way Kaveh knew to speak. Rarely would he ever compromise his identity in any form for even close friends, so loved ones tend to adjust themselves to him. "I don't see why you would. If Siku's anything like these Dhani, cruel and vicious, you'd be better of not receiving her approval." From their short interaction, Sezkero didn't seem to be anything like the other Dhani he had met, Iyvess aspect aside. After all, she's endured his company this long without giving the Chaktawe any true indication of wishing to do him harm, indicating a kinder soul than the rest of her kind. Already it was hard for Kaveh to imagine Sezkero as a killer of any sort.
