Sefii smiled and began tying back his hair, using a selection of jeweled pins and clips (all of them gifts) to do the job. "I can't help worrying about you, but then, I worry about everyone... someone has to worry after all!" That was the truth too. He worried about everyone he knew, for different reasons; no one was immortal or 100% safe... no one could be strong in every way all of the time. But it seemed he was the only one who felt this way, a fact which could often alienate the naga from those he cared about.<br/><br/>He hadn't always felt that way. Sefii had been bolder when he was younger, but that was probably true of most people. He wasn't exactly old, but he was no nagaling either, and age had a way of demanding caution.