1 I spoke to Sulla about what it is to be a hero. He seems… hesitant about his own future. I get the feeling he can’t decide between enjoying what he has and wanting to do something more. I told him that there is more than one way to be heroic: it is not all swords and magic. In fact, with his money and influence, I wonder if he could far surpass the good we are capable of… a modern-day Adonis. Albeit with a little less muscle.
2 If anything can prove that not all Heroes wield swords, it was the council meeting yesterday. Gaius was forced out of the city not by might, but by words. Though... certainly not my own! Helikaon’s speech left me speechless. And when I finally could, I ended up being maybe a little too effusive, babbling away like a fledgling! I was honestly relieved when he came to find me a little later, unfazed by my enthusiasm. We actually ended up spending the rest of the day together, playing music on the cliff above the Siren’s Roost until the sun went down.
Yesterday was a good day. I think it might be my favourite since this whole journey began.