"Could say the same to you boy, not many can fight in the midst of war without fear clinging to their bones." Dolos admires, marveling at Nero as he strokes grey beard.
"The rush is the best part. I would be a fool to skip out on that." Nero forms a shaky smile, adrenaline coursing through his entire nervous system.
"I'm starting to like you more and more kid." Dolos lets out a satisfied sigh through his nose, closing his good eye marveling over the younger generation.
"Let me lead the charge, you don't seem to be in the best condition right now." Dolos says, placing a hand on Nero's blood stained shoulder. His eye catches sight of his missing arm only breeding more admiration.
"A little pain isn't going to stop me." Nero grins, wiping the snot and blood from his nose with his thumb.
