he nodded. trust is important.

"Of course, Master vargas. if this were to be something i do, it would.. need to be careful. and, yes. i would not force anyone, let alone the overseer, to bring me along. it is simply a precuation if.. if they think it would be useful."

he nodded in thanks to Vargas, "i will do so when we are finished. i... do not trust any water that might be here."

he wonders if the fire is particularly important. he doesn't think he would need to use his magic for the job he is thinking. he is big enough that brute strength would be enough, with training and technique, to do any guarding job well.

"If i may ask, Master Vargas,.. are you aware of anything anybody else in the forge might need from me, until i know what i'm to do?"

@Vargas

- THE LEVIATHAN -

Vargas came to a halt before the Black Spire, and grunted, gesturing toward it with one clawed forelimb. "Stabilize first, and tell me how you feel," he said. A suggestion, but also a command.

He was thinking, of course, over what Equinox requested already. It might take time to find a conclusion, or he might think of something while Equinox was working with the Spire here and now, but he had to know--first--if stabilization alone would be much help.

He would tell Equinox, of course, what other options there were: but as for calming his urges..? That might be a little harder.

@Equinox

equinox, in all his rambling, had almost completely forgotten the fact they were walking for a reason.

he nodded, and moved forward to the spire, hoping that maybe this would be the thing that helped. maybe, he thought, if it did, he just had to come here more often, and as he pondered this, he tried to will his creaking bones to relax and bask in the presence of the spire.

it wasn't unlike the first time, or the last few times. it was overwhelming, flooding into his body and mind, near drowning him, and then settling into a calm ocean of power and feeling. he was full.

so why didn't he feel Better.

it wasn't as bad as before, no. the whispers, if anything, were still quiet from his outburst before arrival, but..

his arms still twitched with every tug of the chaotic magic flowing through his body, almost worse in a way, reacting to the spire and its flooding presence, but at the very least, it was as if he'd chugged a whole bottle of 5 hour energy. he was no longer tired, but he was still, in almost every sense, not better.

"...this could be a problem... i... i feel almost no differently." he said, worry in his tone. "my mind is quiet, and i am no longer tired, but... it is not gone. it.. it is almost worse, but that could.. it is possibly just the spires presence..."

if this.. if this were to continue, if it were to always be this bad...

"This is frightening." he admitted with almost funny (if not terribly miserable) frankness.

@Vargas

- THE LEVIATHAN -

Vargas waited, silent, a few paces away. And when Equinox was finished, he listened to it speak.

The admission that Equinox was frightened was not something Vargas knew quite how to respond to. Some faint and distant part of him ticked off the knowledge that he should probably pity the beast, but he didn't, not really.

But he didn't judge it for it, either--not at all. Fear was normal, natural.

"We will try to handle it." That was the important thing: to understand and gain control of what frightened Equinox. His tone, if not sympathetic, was as least calm enough to perhaps offer some reassurance. "For some, violence may help alleviate this! For others it may make it worse. I would suggest a spar, myself and you. A fight, a bit away from this Spire; you can show me what you can do, let out your full power. We will see if that helps and--if it does--I can also evaluate your ability to protect my scouts. See where you need training," he clarified.

And then, because ultimately he was here right now to help and not to command, he asked: "Is this acceptable?"

@Equinox