"I think Midgard would be for the better to have you as one of its champions." He replies evenly, sitting himself up a bit more.
"As for myself..." Vincent runs a hand through his hair anxiously. "Even beyond that which I need discuss with my family... I feel more and more as though there is no place for me here, even if it is where I am now fated to end. Whether due to my human blood or carrying the cross of the other half of my birth."
He folded his arms across his chest, gaze darkening slightly as he recalls the almost palpable disdain of Asleif's sister.
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