He listens quietly to each of the others as they take their turns to speak. They are all strangers to him, with the only exception being Erd and Ard. He offers both a soft smile, a gentle nod to tell them he remembers them and he is happy that they have met again. But as the talk of war comes again, he sighs.
Rhone had come to Novus to escape war and pain. But here he was, learning of a great disgrace that seemed to plague one of the courts (he admittedly is not sure where the issues are coming from). Surely whatever has happened has done this place a great disservice. Clearly it has gotten a lot of people hyped up about the comings of war. He knows that feeling all too well, after all, he once was a warrior.
He is happy when his offer to help rebuild the earth is accepted and welcomed. He’s not sure what he can do with his limitations, but he will start right away. "I will get started right away." Already, he had decided that he would start at the center of court life and work his way around. It would takes weeks, he was sure, but that would not stop him.
But as the king speaks again, worrying about the safety of the borders, Rhone understands him. He’s been in the same position before. He’s fought hard to protect his people and he’s lost so much trying to do so. It feels like he’s lying, by not offering his services as a warrior should the time arise. While he did not want to return to that lifestyle, he also understood that it might come to a point where he would have to step back into those shoes or risk the place he wanted to live out his days in. "If conflict reaches our boarders, I have experience in war." His eyes are soft, solemn, showing just how much he detested what war could do to a place. And yet, war was a fact of life and he understood that more than anything.
