Davina Solon
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Davina had silently acknowledged Kane's answers to her during the tread to the Grandmaster's temple by simply smiling or nodding. It was quite interesting to know how their perspective on Goldcrest both differed extremely. One liked the village whilst the other didn't, finding it dull. Though that is just what she gathered based on her own thoughts. It became awkward when he asked her where she was from, not because the question made her uncomfortable or anything but because she truly didn't know how to respond to it. A person like her couldn't easily just up and say they were from another world without being looked at like they were growing a second head. So she opted for an uncomplicated yet vague response, saying she hailed from the east. It technically was the truth after all. She had been living on the eastern coast of her former country at the time of her inopportune death. It felt a horrible taste in her mouth to lie to someone who had only been continuously kind to her but she didn't want to be viewed as some sort of freak because of her circumstances.
The hand in her grasp getting clammy as they got closer to the entrance of the temple was a sure sign that something was wrong. But before Davina could address it, she was beaten to it by Kane. Thin violet brows furrowed at the explanation provided to her. It only opened up a bunch more questions in her mind. What did Kane do to not be liked? It couldn't have been something serious, could it? He certainly didn't look the type to be up to anything nefarious. As the heavy wicket gate creaked open and Kane stared at her with wide eyes, she smiled serenely. "Davina. Davina Solon." A pause occurred as the girl considered her next words quite carefully. "Please don't forget it, Kane. Thank you for all so far." The next few parts were up to her now. Trying to move past her nervousness about the Grandmaster's samurai guards, her mouth opened to respond to the figure's command before she was cut off by a familiar face. Hiroshi.
Irritation flared up inside of her at his words. She had an urgent matter that concerned her future in this godforsaken world! Davina Solon was very patient, she could endure and wait until the time was right but her mission could not wait any longer. Tomorrow wasn't ideal. Not at all. "Mr. Hiroshi please wait! Hear me out! I need to speak to the Grandmaster desperately!" To sell the role of a helpless girl even further, Davina dropped to her knees and cupped her hands in a praying manner. Shame was not a word in her dictionary at this point. Could shame let her learn magic? Could shame allow her to become powerful? Could she eat it? No, none of it. If she had to cry, scream or even thrash around just to see the freaking Grandmaster she would.