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Gyuri had been approached not that long ago by Sin, getting an order from her to deal with Borra, to keep an eye on him, and keep him safe. It would seem as though he was heading out to go on a walk and... well, Gyuri was to keep him from getting lost, hurt, or the like. It was something that he was only too happy to do, not wanting to see Borra get hurt! Given that everyone else was busy with various work he felt that it should be alright to go after Borra, to make sure that he was kept safe. The last thing that he wanted was for anything to happen to him... Borra was so nice, so sweet, so... well, oblivious he supposed. He didn't mind that Borra really didn't seem to notice his feeling, so long as he could be near to him he was happy.

When he spotted Borra, perking up a bit, then trotted forward toward the bard, smiling as he got closer to him, lifting on hand to give him a wave. A nice walk with Borra in the forest, just the two of them, it was a nice though. He just hoped that Borra wouldn't mind that he was tagging along... and he hoped that he wouldn't figure out that he was here because Sin'qua asked him to look after Borra. He didn't want him to think it was the only reason he was here, in fact he would have only been too happy to tag along if Borra had asked him. Since he didn't, and Sin did, he would try to keep that tid bit of information to himself.

Falling into step alongside the other man he gave him another smile, hoping that he would be alright with his walk not being a lonesome one. There were just too many dangerous out here, be if the forest itself, the animals that lived in it, and the Obans that were skulking about out there somewhere. Best that they didn't go anywhere alone like Borra had almost done.

Gyuri felt a little wave of happiness flow through him when Borra noticed him and gave him a smile instead of asking why he was there. A part of him had worried that maybe Borra wouldn't want him about, that he'd want to be out here alone, but he didn't like the idea of leaving him be, especially since Borra didn't even carry a weapon. Sure, he could probably club someone with that lute of his if he really had to but Gyuri would rather look after him and make it so that he owuldn't have to use his precious weapon in such a manner. Once he'd fallen into step with Borra, something that made it so he had to take slightly smaller steps given their difference in height, Gyuri remained ever quiet, merely staying on guard so as to keep an eye out for any sign of danger.

When Borra spoke up though his attention went to him, listening to his melodious voice, and nodded when he mentioned that it was nice to get away sometimes. He supposed that was true, he'd just feel better about Borra 'getting away' if he knew for sure that there weren't any dangerous nearby. Given the fires that had been started though he doubted that the area was really as safe as he'd like it to be. He couldn't help but wonder what it was that had started the fires, they seemed too numerous to be an accident so maybe it was Obans? He sure hoped not... he feared he wouldn't be able to take out enough of them to protect the group.

As Borra then started to speak of his sister, he listened closely before he reached out to him and patted him on the shoulder. He didn't want him to think that he wasn't cared for by his sister, she was just tough on the outside it seemed. Strong, and only really easily riled up by Eira and the nicknames their troupe leader gave to Sin'qua. Still he didn't want for Borra to think that she didn't want a brother, "She joined our group with you." He finally said, feeling that the fact that Sin'qua joining the group, despite not being Eira's biggest fan, must account for something. If she really didn't like her brother surely she'd of just let him leave with the group alone? At least that was what he thought.

Gyuri gave Borra's shoulder a little squeeze before he released him, moving to walk along with him once more, feeling... well, happy. Maybe too happy, he shouldn't be as happy as he was when Borra was fretting so much. He was normally so cheerful, upbeat, and bouncing around in his normal, oblivious manner... to have him in a fretful mood was a new one on Gyuri and it made him worry about him. He wanted to make it better... but he wasn't a miracle worker. He knew little to nothing about women, as such he could only do so much to aid Borra when it came to Sin'qua. Should he tell him that she had sent Gyuri here? It showed that she cared for her brother after all, she wanted to make sure he was safe... but there was no guaranteeing that it would be something he'd want to hear.

"Women are... tough to figure out." He murmured, knowing that to be the truth. He knew that they were hard to deal with, hard to figure out, and just when you thought you might have figured them out they flip flopped and became a whole new sort of creature. There was no want to really figure women out or so his father would have him believe. It was why he was a bit relieved that he had no interest in women himself. He much preferred following the one he liked around even if he didn't notice Gyuri's feelings. It was a lot easier to deal with him then it would be to deal with a woman if Sin'qua and Eira were examples of women as a whole.

Such thoughts were completely and utterly forgotten though when Borra suddenly said something that had his cheeks flushing a bit, his heart skipping a beat. At least Borra had him? His strength made him feel better just looking at him? He was his rock? It was something that he couldn't help but to feel excited over before he said in a hushed, almost breathy tone, "I'm glad."

Gyuri turned to look at Borra as he started to sing along with the music he was making, a song that sounded rather sad if you asked him. Borra was a rather kind, innocent, and naive sort of person who had been dragged into something rather hellish when their group found themselves caught up in the war. He was singing about wanting to play, which was far from what it was that he was being forced to do, which made Gyuri wonder if this was the place for him. Should they see to it that Borra was sent somewhere safer? Back home perhaps? The Obans hadn't made it that far yet so perhaps Borra would be better off in Zena where he wouldn't have to deal with the fighting and the killing?

As it stood at the moment Gyuri worried if he would even be strong enough to protect those he cared about if the need arose for him to do something like that. He was one man against an army, one man trying to protect four other people, it was something that made his heart ache a little bit. He needed help... but where could they find that help? The group was supposed to be entertainers, they should be doing that, not getting caught up in a war. Should he then suggest to Eira that their whole trouble retreat? To leave this place, to get somewhere safer like Sauti or Zena, where he would be able to look after them easier and where they could entertain, to dance and sing and play music, things they were supposed to do instead of what they were stuck doing.

When the song faded away Gyuri gave Borra the best smile he could, "Do you want to go home?" He asked of him, wondering if maybe Borra would be happier if he didn't have to deal with all the bloody, scary things that were around them these days. Wouldn't it be smarter to leave the place the Obans were closing in on? It seemed a bit on the cowardly side to run away but at the same time he just wanted to make sure the troupe was kept safe, it was his job after all! Maybe it would be a good idea to try to get everyone together? That way they could talk about what they wanted to do next. Something he really should try to do even if it meant herding them all to one place like they were a bunch of rowdy raoti.

Gyuri looked a little startled when he was asked if he thought that Borra was a coward. That wasn't want he'd meant at all... he just wanted him somewhere safe was all. To get Borra, who had such a kind and soft heart away from all of the violence, that was what he'd been thinking, what he was wanting, though only if it were the right thing. He wanted Borra happy and safe, he hadn't meant to imply he was a coward... he was thinking all of that but all he could really do was shake his head rapidly to indicate his answer.

Coming to a halt alongside Borra he watched him as the smaller man turned his attention to Baroke, watching the creature as he bounced around. As he spoke Gyuri couldn't help but feel a bit suprised at what Borra was saying. It was rather like what he felt toward his own father after all. He didn't really want to go home himself, didn't want to face his father for... so many reasons. Some where simple like him wanting to travel with and protect the troupe instead of being a hunter, others more complicated like him being in love with a man. Heck, the latter of which had even thrown his mother off a bit and she didn't even seem certain about him telling his father about it. Would he end up banished? Disowned? There was much to worry about there.

Reaching out he found himself wanting to stroke Borra's hair, wanting to sooth him... but hesitated. Borra was rather oblivious to his feelings, might not want them or accept them. Instead of doing what he'd wanted to do he patted him on the shoulder instead, feeling it was a more 'friend like' gesture, "I can sympathize." He finally said, "I'm a bit worried about facing my own father."

Gyuri found himself starring at the hand that was resting on his own hand, blinking a couple times, before he gave a smile. Even if it was just a friendly gesture he found himself rather liking the feel of Borra's hand on his own. Something he kept to himself though so that he wouldn't pull away or end up disgusted by him. He was drawn out of the happy haze though when Borra seemed to be suddenly embarrassed and upset over his earlier complaining, it would seem that he thought himself selfish for complaining and not considering Gyuri's feelings? He was a little surprised by that, "Oh... it's fine." He murmured, not having meant to get Borra in such a tizzy, he'd only meant to make Borra feel better, as though he wasn't alone in having problems back home that he didn't want to deal with. Gyuri felt the same way after all.

He found himself following along after the much smaller man, giving a bit of a smile as Borra went on about how he didn't know anything about Gyuri and chalked it up to Gyuri being shy. Hm, did he seem shy? Most tended to think him broody or standoffish, it was nice to be seen as just shy since it seemed like a far softer assumption, as well as one that wasn't so bad either. He couldn't say he was shy he was just... quiet. He'd never really felt the desire to speak up, never wanted to try to talk above others, he felt the most comfortable just listening to others talk. It seemed as though that wasn't something that made it all that easy on those around him though, huh? Oops. He supposed he'd just have to try harder was all.

As the two of them came up to a fallen log he glanced from side to side, his mismatched eyes taking in everything, making sure things were safe. Once he felt certain that it was alright for him to do so he sat down on the log, waiting for Borra to join him there. This was nice he found himself thinking, just the two of them, hanging out like this. He knew that he'd been sent after him to keep him safe from... well, everything, like a proper bodyguard should but he was glad that he had come.

Gyuri blinked a couple times, looking a little bit startled when Borra was suddenly asking for Gyuri's entire life story. Just the thought of trying to figure out how to put everything into words that Borra was asking of him was enough to set his head to spinning a little bit. Surely he'd noticed that Gyuri wasn't exactly one for talking, right? Of course that was the biggest problem as well, if he didn't talk to Borra how was he ever going to get the guy to understand anything of what he felt for him? Would he even believe him was the question... how many people were struck stupid upon first laying eyes on someone? To make things even more confusing the one Gyuri was love struck by was a man. Was it something that would disgust Borra? Would it chase him off? The idea wasn't one that he even wanted to consider so he immediately shoved it aside in his mind to focus on other things, more important and imminent things, like the fact that Borra was suddenly rather close to him.

Giving Borra a once over he realized that the other guy had his hands on Gyuri's legs and was leaning in rather close, wasn't he? So close that if Gyuri were a braver, or stupider, he might be tempted to lean in and give him a kiss. Instead he could only stare back at him, his mismatched eyes going a bit wide, "Ahhh... Ummm..." He realized that for everything that Borra was asking of him that he didn't actually say anything at all yet. Instead he was just starring at him a man about to be run over by a herd of Mammu. He had to think of something, anything, "I... ahh... Zena, I grew up there." He realized that was rather obvious though, wasn't it? It was where Eira found him after all, where she recruited him, and where she had brought him to meet Borra and his sister. That was how all of this had started, him getting recruited by Eira.

Shaking his head he said, "I... not... bad between us, yet at least." As long as he didn't go home, didn't tell the man he didn't want to be a hunter, didn't tell him that he was in love with a man though the man might suspect it, things wouldn't be bad between them until it all came to light. It was all so complicated, to the point it was hard to actually put into words and this time it wasn't just because he was bad with words.

Gyuri thought on the comment for a moment, then nodded in agreement. There were many villages, not to mention a lot of open space, in Zena so it made sense that they might not have run across each other before Eira brought them together. There was more to it then that though, "I don't, well didn't, live in a village." He explained, their place had been set away from the village, his parents seemingly wanting privacy, maybe due to who and what his mother was? Not everyone in the world seemed to be alright with members of the various tribes marrying from what he'd seen. The more that Borra told him the more he could only nod in agreement, "Being a hunter's son can be hard." Father's tended to want their sons to follow in their footsteps and it seemed that Gyuri wasn't the only one who didn't want to follow his father and become a hunter. At least not as his full time job, he didn't so much mind hunting to feed the troupe after all, but that was vastly different from what his father did.

He ducked his head a moment, starring down at Borra's hands as he considered it, "I... well... I haven't been home to face him. I... blurted out a couple things to him and... he wasn't pleased... then I ran off with the troupe." He said, lifting a hand to run his fingers through his hair in a thoughtful manner. The last time he'd talk with his father he'd mentioned Eira's troupe and wanting to with her. Considering how bad that went he could only imagine if everything came to light. Gyuri's various reasons for leaving, the one he really liked, and the mere fact alone that instead of obeying his father's orders to stay home and get back to work that he'd run off in such a childish manner. The man was sure to be displeased.

"When I return to Zena... I worry it will get... messy." He said, glancing over Borra, then gave him a smile. It was worth it though, getting to be alongside Borra, even if the other guy was completely oblivious. Not to mention he was keeping everyone safe, he was happy. He just knew that he wasn't looking forward to going home because he was going to have to face his father and it wasn't something he was looking forward to in the least bit. In fact he was completely terrified to be honest, which was saying something given everything he'd face on his own to his point.