Zenith noticed the way Ryu looked at him, like he wasn’t quite sure if Zenith’s story made sense. He didn't understand why. To him it was normal, but then again he was an introvert at heart. As they both bought skewers, the smell of grilled meat filling the air, Zenith took a bite and smiled. When Ryu started talking about his past, Zenith listened closely. The story was heavy and a bit difficult to listen to. Ryu had been through so much, raised by thieves and then losing everything again when the shogun’s men came. Zenith couldn’t even imagine what that must have been like, to be shoved into a tunnel, escaping death only to face a whole new set of challenges. The whole thing was heart breaking. He wished he had more social skills and knew what to say at a time like this.
Zenith talked after a moment, his voice soft but sincere. “Wow, Ryu… that’s a lot to carry, I can’t even begin to understand what you’ve been through. You have fairy tail though to help you through it now.” Zenith paused, thinking about what Ryu had said about not knowing where he belonged. It struck a chord with him. “You know, I don’t think it matters where you came. What matters is what you do now, who you decide to be. I’ve spent so long trying to figure out who I am, and I still don’t have all the answers. I will say this. My mom is missing too. Maybe we can help each other find who we looking for?”
Zenith would continue to think to himself. It spanned just a moment, but seemed like forever in his mind. Interesting how the mind can work at times. Zenith could never have imagined the experiences Ryu had being raised by thieves, escaping death, losing his wife, and just surviving. His environment had always been one of survival, of difficult decisions and even tougher outcomes. And yet here he was, conversing and eating skewers with Zenith just like any other person. Despite the differences in their backgrounds, Zenith found himself feeling a sense of respect for Ryu. There was something real about him, something genuine that Zenith admired. Ryu didn’t seem to put on any pretenses; he was who he was, scars and all. And maybe that was why Zenith felt a connection with him. They were both searching for something...Ryu for his wife and his place in the world, and Zenith for answers about his past and his powers.
In a way, Ryu was everything Zenith wasn’t; worldly, experienced, and tough. But that didn’t make them incompatible. If anything, it made good counters to one another. He hoped that they would get to do a job or two together if Ryu didn't take him up on the offer to help one another search for lost family.
WC: 479
TWC: 2134