The wings of an angel....
Namir looked over to Isis with a slight smile and told her happily,
"We are all here for a reason, Never forget that. No one knows the reason, But it's there somewhere." He reverted his gaze to the back to the front of him,
"But, you are right, You have to stay your hand even when taunted. Do you believe I enjoyed his jests any more then you?" He looked down to the woman in his arms with a soft chuckle.
"In the condition you are in? I don't think you would be doing too well on your own. You need to learn to accept help when help is needed." He looked forward again and sturned up a bit. Keeping an eye on whats in front of him.
"Isis. I want you to keep an eye on the one in red. He seems... Volatile. Not evil, But able to explode at any minute. As well as that... green menace. Whatever he may be. I don't expect you to be at two places at once, But just keep an eye on them." Namir hoped that Isus would understand what he might by that. He narrowed his eyes thinking to himself, 'I hope that this is a better idea then what I feel it will be... That boy in red... That
thing as well...' He stopped thinking about it and smiled slightly. He had to keep a good composure at least.
"Almost there.
...will always keep you safe.
The fires of justice....
"Yeah. They are still up there. Don't worry, I can see them." He said while smirking slightly while running.
"Were you born blind? I noticed you were after you toppled over me." He never thought of it until now but a girl this young being blind? Unless something happened then she would have had to be born that way. He didnt know anything about these new people so he thought he might as well start somewhere since he was helping them at the moment anyway.
"And why were you running through the forest without your friend if you are blind?"
...will watch this world BURN!