A tangible weight had been lifted off Kallo's shoulders, his very soul, as he finally trusted another being with one of his deepest regrets, his darkest fears. He sat quietly after finishing his tale, his thoughts swirling with emotions and memories of that hated day, the day the darkness had won, at least for a time. Pale orbs widened slightly as Levani placed her small hand on his, the warmth of her skin a welcome comfort that he didn't know he needed, a need he would never voice to this petite woman. As she spoke, telling him that he was indeed worthy of her help and why it was so, he couldn't help the genuine smile that touched his lips. It was good to know that someone saw value in him, even if it was a complete stranger.<br/><br/>As she continued with her explanation of what was needed of him before she was willing to invest her full focus and time to fighting the dark God, Kallo couldn't help but think back on all that had happened to him, all that he had been through these past years since the black had washed across the lands. Maybe there had been a purpose to it all, a divine oversight that had a plan for him. Was it possible that he had been put through these horrendous trials and hardships, experienced all the heartache and violence and depression, to set him on the path that led him to this small, exotic woman? It made a certain kind of sense. There was simply no other way he would've ended up in this forest, looking for this one woman to help him fight a God. It was almost laughable, if it didn't make so much sense.<br/><br/>His pale blue eyes studied his new companion in a new light at the revelation that she had never left this forest, and that she had always been alone. He knew all too well what it was like to walk alone, only having yourself to trust and rely on, but this was something much worse than that, at least to him. Had she ever felt kinship? Love? Not likely if what she was saying was true, that she had spent her entire life alone, apart from the others around her. With her revelation, he decided to show her what it was to be cared for, to have someone to trust and lean on for support, even though he knew that she was strong enough to handle it on her own, much as he was. Kallo felt a deep sadness as he listened to her explain what she needed from him before she would agree to leave the forest behind and travel with him. If he could help keep her from feeling the sort of loss that he did, even if it was over a forest that she called home, he would wade into the depths of the darkness to make sure it never happened.<br/><br/>“It will be my honor to lend you my sword lass. I will gladly help you make your beloved forest safe before we depart.” An arched brow followed Levani as she got to her feet and moved towards him, only to take his hand in hers. Before he could say anything, he felt the energy spark between there hands, causing him to flinch slightly, the discomfort of being touched by such abilities was nearly to much for him to bear, yet for her sake, he let her hold onto her hand until she was finished, his eyes fixated on their hands, trying desperately to see what she was doing. The attempt was in vain, as any attempt at seeing such things were. He would never understand how some people could manipulate energies to create or destroy, it was simply beyond him. As she moved away from him to light candles and take her place on her nest of blankets and furs, he stared at his open palm, sure that he'd see some sort of mark on his hand.<br/><br/>Her playful teasing pulled his attention from his hand, a slight smirk gracing his handsome face as he offered her a shrug. “I suppose I can watch over you lass. I've always been a sucker for a pretty face.” A hearty chuckle sounded from his throat as he got to his feet and moved to the now closed entry way of her home, his hands tracing the roots to make sure they were indeed real. “I will keep watch lass. Rest easy and dream well.” Glancing over his shoulder to his companion, he offered a warm, comforting smile, a reassurance that she was indeed safe and well protected. He truly hoped that he helped her to feel at ease, not just safe, but comfortable, as she did for him. Cocking his head to the side at the thought, his pale eyes studied Levani as she removed her boots and began to make herself comfortable on her bed. Why did she put him at ease? She almost made him feel peaceful, as thought the world outside wasn't desperately trying to destroy him. He barely knew this woman, and to top it off, she wielded abilities that made him incredibly unnerved, yet the truth was, she made him smile, which was something he hadn't done in far too long.<br/><br/>With a quiet laugh at himself for his thoughts, he turned away from her and went to retrieve his sword, a sharpening stone and some oils and a rag from his belongings. Setting the items on the table, he took a seat and laid his blade to rest across his knees, ready to be cleaned and sharpened after the battles he had fought the previous days. After rubbing some of the oil across the length of the blade, Kallo took the stone from the table and began to run the length of the sword with it, the shard rasp of stone on metal creating a rhythmic sound as he tended to his weapon. As he lost himself in the motions of his work, he began to absently hum to himself, forgetting that Levani might not yet be asleep. Before long, his soft tenor voice began to fill the small dwelling with sad melody, one the man clearly knew well. His rich, melodic voice was a juxtaposition against the hardened warrior that sat at the table, tending to his well used weapon. Deep emotion threaded through the words as he forgot himself in his song, his mind clearly drifting some place far from the place he now sat.