[Pine]
In a moment when Idris and Pine had been alone when searching the rooms, Pine would have paused when Idris apologised for stopping the group from killing the Talos cultist outright. Usually the tabaxi was fairly neutral, fairly ambivalent to things that went on around him, but it was clear from the way his ears were flattened and how his tail thrashed, that he was not now. Anger radiated off him in a way that was unusual, even if he kept his voice to a low growl so as to not make a scene beyond the pair of them.
"We have fought Talos worshippers before, Idris, we have seen their magic and their ability to move from one place to another in the blink of an eye, like Zenari can do. What on earth were you thinking?!"
His voice holding a barely contained anger, the words less accurate for the low hissing growl that overlaid it in his displeasure.
"You cannot befriend everyone, and you cannot contain a spellcaster if they still have access to their magic. We could have died here today from your lack of sound judgement. Zenari, Falcon, myself. We could all have been dead, our paths cut short, and how would you hope to take on a dragon then?"
He straightened up, the snarl on his lips still visible, but he would take a step back from where he had been looming over the other man.
"I will not speak on this again. You have offered an apology, and I have accepted it, but remember well that there are times when practicality has to come before all else if you want any chance of succeeding on the mountains."
He would turn away then, to distance himself from his anger, and the man who had inadvertently roused it. He would calm, in time, while the group rested, but it was a reminder that the tabaxi was not always merely that largely unemotional presence. Some things bothered him, even if they were few and far between.
[Idris]
The usually goofy Idris would make a halt while he was wandering around the room. Without a hint of doubt in his conviction clearly being reflected in his eyes he would answer Pine in a never before heard stern yet calm voice.
"I do apologize for what happend but I will not apologize for my actions."
Trying to look into the Tabaxi and understand where all this rage is coming from Idris would continue wandering the room.
"While the path I now tread is certainly not an easy one and definitely not without danger I will continue in what I believe is the right thing to do just as you see it as your mission to putt the dead to rest. I have learned from today and will not make the same mistake in the future"
Coming to a halt again his head now shifting downwards and his expression sorrowful.
"I do not want to mindlessly kill whoever crosses our path I do however understand that sometimes it is unavoidable. I simply cannot understand the decision today from the one who knows the weight of death best. I respect that you even see it as your duty to put our fallen enemies to rest but do the living not also deserve a chance at finding peace?"
With that he would let the Tabaxi be on his way while looking lost in thought for a while standing in one place before the aura around him returns to his usual "happy-go-lucky" demeanor.
[Pine]
As Idris spoke to him clearly and sensibly in tone, Pine would turn back towards him, but any hope he'd had that the words might be as filled with such a sentiment were dashed.
"What happened is a direct result of your actions!" Pine would growl, the anger that he had hoped to cool only boiling up towards the surface once more, something close to outrage in the hushed hissing words; private grievances voiced. "Your actions do not just affect you, paladin. They do not just affect our group.
"I have stood and supported you, while you played with coins, and babbled along with everyone you came across. I have reigned in my own thoughts, my wishes, in order to follow this group into towers in other planes, into barrows, to a town filled with orcs and dragons, because it is necessary in order to do the work I do. But I cannot do that if my steps pass beyond this life! Thousands of souls will remain lost on mountains throughout the land, unable to move on if I am not there to show them the path they have lost. There is no one else to step up and do my task if I fall! Do you understand now, Doryu? One life held in the balance, of a group known to act against us, one life whose creed was 'might makes right'. There would be no vast unfinished business there as they moved on, but if I had fallen, thousands of restless dead would have wailed for centuries for want of what I could have given them, and all because you Did Not Trust My Judgement!"
[Idris]
Closing the eyes and recalling the events that have happend Idris would try to be as understanding as possible but the sadness and regret he feels for past events is not something he can hide at the moment.
"I trust you Pine, as I do all our comrades. I realize I have many mistakes on our journey and I may not be the wisest person which is why I'm steadily aiming to improve myself so I can live up to my oaths and protect everyone. But as my actions affect everyone so does the decision to kill and murder how are we different from them if we do not at least try to understand them. What does that make of us?"
Sinking more and more into his thoughts and feeling helpless against all the violence that exists in the world.
"Did I not trust your judgement in Axeholm? I did so because your desire was for them to find peace but do you not trust us Pine? Having to reign your own thoughts and wishes? Only following us because it is necessary... is this truly how you feel? I do trust you pine and I do support the work you do. I only ask of you not see death as our first option when dealing with other people. I don't think we have to create more death than there already is"
He would turn away to not have to face pine as he contemplates the journey that happened so far.
[Pine]
As Idris's words turned to reflection and regret, so too did Pine's ire lessen, the snarl fading from his lips until he merely stood there, listening. He was still tense, still angry, but less so.
"I think you misunderstand me," Pine said, after Idris had said his piece. His voice had lost the growling hiss, falling back closer to the calmer tone that the group were used to hearing. "I care little about the specifics of what people do with their life. I do not care if they murder, or they offer shelter. I do not care whether they are greedy, or benevolent, sneering, or joyful. Life is just one part of their existence, and no matter who they are, or what they are like, their journey continues onwards past the bounds of their mortal shell."
He would sigh, trying to shuck off the fur-rippling irritation that lingered still, since it was both unhelpful and uncomfortable.
"It is their path, Idris, that is important, and what holds them from that path. I see each person and I do not care what they have done, or what they do, only that their path is smooth. It is unfinished business that holds them back, makes them suffer and linger in unfitting ways.
"As for trust, my trust is not universal. It is not black and white, because people are not. I trust that Zenari will wish to aid those in need of help, but I do not trust her to act pragmatically if someone has caused suffering. I trust Siax to help guide the group in dangerous terrain, but I do not trust him to make a palatable meal over the campfire. I trust Koraliki to notice dangers, but I do not trust her to remain with us if her fears get the better of her. And I trust you, Idris, to always be looking to protect the group, but I do not always trust that it will not be you who put us in a more dangerous situation in the first place."
He could see the man was struggling. In many ways he knew all the group were in their own ways. Their journey together had not been easy.
"Life is a precious thing," he would say, as the other man turned away, much as he had, in order to attempt to gain better control over his thoughts and emotions, "but it is not the entire picture. We are not snuffed out when our mortal body fails us. Life is us making decisions that forge a path, and our death is the doorway to walking that path. The woman today, her path was already forged. That is why I made the judgement. Hers was forged, but ours is not. All of us have unfinished business, and I prefer stopping a threat before it becomes a potentially fatal obstacle in my path."
[Idris]
Facing away from Pine, he struggles to maintain composure while attempting to comprehend their comrade's perspective. He listens intently as Pine speaks, his emotions still evident.
"I see..."
Taking a deep breath, Idris turns around to face Pine once more. Surprisingly, all the negative emotions seem to have vanished, and he greets Pine with his usual bright smile.
"So, it appears there was just a misunderstanding after all."
As he prepares to continue exploring, Idris would gently pats Pine's shoulder while walking past them, displaying a gesture of reassurance.
"I'll be more careful in the future. I have faith in your decisions."
With the intention of concluding the conversation, Idris would carry on walking, indicating his desire to finish looking around as to prepare to rest.
[Pine]
Pine would watch, slightly nonplussed as Idris turned back towards him, all smiles, as if the last few minutes had not happened at all. It made him uneasy, and he watched as the other man moved past, seemingly content to just continue the exploration.
He made a sound of acknowledgement of the other man's words, but continued to watch as he walked away, not entirely sure he could trust that smile and conclusion. He was not used to serious conversations going well for him, and it left him ill-at-ease that the matter seemed to have been concluded with little trouble despite the strong feelings on both sides.