Oh, he definitely is a martial spirit but he's realized that his full rank and affiliation mean nothing to anyone here. No one has heard of, much less holds any regard for, the Emperor's own Angels of Death.
He does notice the other doesn't give his name in return. Suspicious? Wary? Something to note, at least.
"I could assist you, if that would get you over your fear." The challenge was...not that much of a challenge for Gadriel. Acheran set training courses harder than that on a typical day. The man beside him probably weighed no more than a flamer. Easy to catch. Or carry.
"Few of us can, and yet we are forced to." He tries not to think about his Company. His squad was all dead, save Chairon, his Lieutenant taken by the Chaplain, but there was still the war. And he once again was sidelined, helpless if any of his brothers needed him. He won't directly ask, since the man is wary of his privacy.
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He does notice the other doesn't give his name in return. Suspicious? Wary? Something to note, at least.
"I could assist you, if that would get you over your fear." The challenge was...not that much of a challenge for Gadriel. Acheran set training courses harder than that on a typical day. The man beside him probably weighed no more than a flamer. Easy to catch. Or carry.
"Few of us can, and yet we are forced to." He tries not to think about his Company. His squad was all dead, save Chairon, his Lieutenant taken by the Chaplain, but there was still the war. And he once again was sidelined, helpless if any of his brothers needed him. He won't directly ask, since the man is wary of his privacy.