Kelt was a forgiving man, he didn’t pay much attention to attitudes. In his opinion some people had bad days, and while he liked them best on their good days, he couldn’t expect people to be happy all the time. Which was great, people were different in that, and he enjoyed it.
So, when Sidjay apologized for her way of acting that morning, he couldn’t help but find her really cute and pat her on her shoulder. ‘You are forgiven, not that I still held a grudge or anything. If I would, Johnus would have some serious problems with me. He’s more of a trouble than you’ll ever be. Which is why I like you best, of course.’ Just like any parent with children, Kelt would often make jokes about liking either Johnus or Sidjay best. He didn’t know why, maybe it was just his idea of siblings, that there was always something competitive about being in company of someone who was the same as you.
As they got closer to the field, Kelt started to scan the whole area around them, in his own defense, and of course, to protect Sid. Battles were always most chaotic. You started off with some by your side, and at the end, you probably changed your company around five times. There were enough times when one could greet people not seen in a lot of months. The chaos had it’s positive and negative effects. For one, Kelt hated not being able to keep his eye on all the members of his Compan, having to wait till dinner to see if they would all come back.
'Just in case, you know, we loose each other, I'm giving this enormous speech at dinner tonight, and you'll have to be there,' he said. Even in the events of probable dead, Kelt would always want to see the good stuff. He didn't doubt Sidjay would come back, even if the battle at Alcart had dismissed his natural positive nature. She knew how to take care of herself, he had to believe that.
„I’m aware you would never hold a grudge – or be able to, but I still wanted to say it.“, Sidjay replied, he did deserve it. Just to know that even her, Sidjay Markinson, who really didn’t like apologizing much, would say she was sorry, because Kelt deserved to hear it.
As Sidjay had thought about Kelt feeling good, Kelt, as always, returned the favour multiplied by a bunch and Sidjay grinned deviously as she listened to him. Oh, she did love compliments, a week could go by without a single personal victory in battle, but a week without hearing something good about herself, that would only be dreadful. Lucky for her, Kelt was always there for her – and others – to give them their daily dose. Whenever he was busy, Sidjay just went and looked for someone else to give her a little attention.
Of course she knew Kelt called Johnus his favourite from time to time, too, it was a game after all. A game Sidjay loved to win and whenever Johnus had gotten in Kelt’s favour, Sidjay just turned out to go the extra mile. The Markinson girl sighed dramatically when she said: „For four days straight already. Johnus is seriously slacking off.“
Jogging on, Sidjay watched her Compan Leader eye their environments carefully. She could never become Compan Leader, since watching out was something she rarely ever did. It did get her into sticky situations, Mancers and other enemies appearing out of nothing, like the one in Meas had, but if she had to be honest, Sidjay quite enjoyed it that way. Adventure and surprise were the spices of life.
„When have we ever lost each other?“, Sidjay teased the man to her side lovingly, after all, it happened around every battle that one after one from their little chaotic compan went missing, or rogue on purpose. But in the end, the always found each other again. „You know best how much I adore your speeches, however. I’d be a horrible shame if I missed it.“, the blonde added, this time sincere. She herself being a lover of language, Kelt was great in motivating everyone whereever he went and it was a true pleasure to watch him talk.
The battlefield was close now, not even two hundred meters away. With a few grabs, Sidjay loosened the straps that held her heavy two-hander on her back, where it was easy to carry for long distances. Heaving it on her shoulder plate, they could already see the faces of the first fighting Mancers and Knights. The sun shone cold, but strong from the sky. Only a few clouds were around, not really bothering the sun, but Sidjay still put one of her arms up and dissolved the clouds into the bits they were made from.
If the battles were heated, Sidjay had a lot less time to help Kelt have full acess to the sun, so she might as well have done it now. „If you have thought of a plan, sharing it now would be handy.“, she spoke to her best friend loudly, „Otherwise, I will have my fun aiding those who need help – without get out of your sight, of couse.“