Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Good." Bix grinned. "Because no one here is going to thank you or me for anything we do. You just gotta satisfy yourself in the end. We're gonna live and fight and in the end we're gonna die but.. hopefully we can die in some sort of awesome badass way or at least doing something we chose for ourselves."

Bix was pretty pleased to see her pep up, declare her intentions. It didn't matter what they were really. Too many hunters came to the island and found it to be lacking. Not enough food. Not enough amenities. Complaints about everything. But what did they come there for? He came to be a hero for someone, to be protecting people who couldn't protect themselves. He wasn't expecting a resort. This was not a place to get drinks by a pool.

"It's all about your kokoro.." He joked with a laugh. "Just kidding... but you are sounding like a Sun." The pale man winked at her.

Bix's unyeilding encouragement finally faded enough for him to stop staring intensely at Sasha. His mouth quirked a bit in an ever present happy mood, and he set back on his elbows again to watch the spar in front of them wind down.

"It's pretty cool though, right? Even with the weird s**t and the complications. It's cool to find out we're something. From some kind of good hunter stock. You've got your Life hunters and my dad was Sun Division Lead. No one can take that away. In the alternate...." he struggled with a word that didn't sound comic-booky but ended up giving in anyway,"universe I was like Sun Division Prince or something. They called him Junior and he had all this self imposed responsibility. Big shoes to fill and all that." Bix almost laughed, more a hopeless half-huff, "Weird version of self discovery."

The spar in front of them finally seemed to be winding down and one of the sword bearers was sagging. In his mind he'd been rooting for the winner, but upon seeing the other almost at their end, his brain switched it's allegiance to root for the underdog.

Story of his life.

"Hey no problem!" Bix nodded, flipping his hand up in a passive goodbye wave. Subdued Sasha was less scary than the slightly domineering version of herself he'd seen from a distance before now. Bix only hoped that whatever she was going through worked out for her in the end.

"Lemme know if you need anything. I'm a sane Sun so if you need any muscle, i'm good in a pinch." And with the short goodbye he gave her a smile before turning back to watch the sparring, hoping his underdog could pull it through.