If I was smart, I would've done things differently in my past. If you knew half of the things I did, I have no doubt that you'd call me a fool too.

_{[when his hand reaches the back of her head, morga tilts her head back into it. not a lot, but just enough to feel his talons press into her hair. see, this? it's not so different from the times jæger would sit on her shoulder and decide to turn his preening attention on her. the only difference is that julian does it with talons instead of a vicious, long beak like the eagle. still, it's... nice. shame his hands don't linger there for long, though.]}

Though I'm questioning your judgement if you think I was ever safe before. You've seen the lands I come from. You've seen the remains of villages my clan picked clean like the swarm of beetles that we were. And you even witnessed it yourself when we'd be attacked by stragglers. I'm not sure if I'd know what safe is at my age, even if it came up to bite my face. So... I may be a fool, but trust me when I say I know what I'm doing.