The room was silent for a time as the two Fiends embraced one another, exchanging emotions without using words.
It was so touching that even Daedric stared in yearning silence.
The change in Daedric's expression made one wonder. Why did he work so hard to prove himself? To prove that he mattered? What inside that young man was broken?
Kieran opened his eyes as Scar stepped back, still clasping the young man's shoulders. Before meeting Scar's gaze, though, he noticed Daedric's contrite expression and distant gaze, as if his mind was lost somewhere else.
After sparing Daedric a moment's notice, Kieran looked away, focusing on his mentor.
"That's a damned Adept's physique if I've ever seen one. And those eyes… much stranger than mine, but we know of the second legacy you bear. It's only right that you manifest signs of its supremacy."
