[ Nero's appraisal of life in the dungeons is, well...rather apt all things considered, sleeping with cellmates aside. It is enough to quell her laughter and offer a bit of sobriety to the conversation.
Despite the numerous persons who would have liked to be the one to finally put her into chains, Himeka had never really been incarcerated before. A combination of luck and knowing the right people has kept her free as she can be, instead being the one to oft liberate others from their prisons. In some ways she had found it just a tad amusing that her luck would finally run out, at least at the start, but the novelty of the situation wore off the longer they stayed behind bars, the more her own hope that they may be miraculously ported away to their next great adventure dwindling.
Himeka purses her lips slightly and allows her gaze to drop, staring at no definite point to Nero's side. ]
Well...you're not entirely wrong about that.
[ She's never too proud to admit that. ]
Not all of us are suited for for spending hours upon hours idly away restless beneath steel and stone.
[ Though she may appear otherwise, she and Estinien have that much in common--both creatures of action, needing only a heading and direction be pointed in. ]
But it wasn't insomuch the boredom...and, truly, even out here this day may be our last, can't it?
[ She looks up at Nero once again. ]
After all, you could decide that pirates make poor target practice and draw your sword against me right here and now should you decide to.
[ But she doesn't sound particularly perturbed by that idea, even if he has seemingly no reason to do so given his (perceived) intentions are clearing out some rabble causing trouble, even if he has painted himself as someone not to be trusted. She's still drawing her own conclusions on that front. ]
It's that out here we have gained some semblance of...control. Of ourselves. Losing that was much worse than boredom and fucking could hardly alleviate that.
[ Ignoring the fact that it has been a few years, hasn't it? Maybe she is taking this whole "Warrior of Light" business more seriously of late. ]
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Despite the numerous persons who would have liked to be the one to finally put her into chains, Himeka had never really been incarcerated before. A combination of luck and knowing the right people has kept her free as she can be, instead being the one to oft liberate others from their prisons. In some ways she had found it just a tad amusing that her luck would finally run out, at least at the start, but the novelty of the situation wore off the longer they stayed behind bars, the more her own hope that they may be miraculously ported away to their next great adventure dwindling.
Himeka purses her lips slightly and allows her gaze to drop, staring at no definite point to Nero's side. ]
Well...you're not entirely wrong about that.
[ She's never too proud to admit that. ]
Not all of us are suited for for spending hours upon hours idly away restless beneath steel and stone.
[ Though she may appear otherwise, she and Estinien have that much in common--both creatures of action, needing only a heading and direction be pointed in. ]
But it wasn't insomuch the boredom...and, truly, even out here this day may be our last, can't it?
[ She looks up at Nero once again. ]
After all, you could decide that pirates make poor target practice and draw your sword against me right here and now should you decide to.
[ But she doesn't sound particularly perturbed by that idea, even if he has seemingly no reason to do so given his (perceived) intentions are clearing out some rabble causing trouble, even if he has painted himself as someone not to be trusted. She's still drawing her own conclusions on that front. ]
It's that out here we have gained some semblance of...control. Of ourselves. Losing that was much worse than boredom and fucking could hardly alleviate that.
[ Ignoring the fact that it has been a few years, hasn't it? Maybe she is taking this whole "Warrior of Light" business more seriously of late. ]