"The sky is the place I yearn for, the stars are so close to me, every time I ride the Griffin, if I am willing to flap my wings with it, everything feels within reach.
On many quiet nights, I would soar high, flying from the misty clouds of the sky, all the way to the moonlight of the Duchy of England-Lance."
I was laughing while thinking inwardly, he wouldn't be satisfied with just flying at night.
At night, many things couldn't be seen clearly.
Darkness, cold solitude, no applause.
Brahim has always been such a person, more eager to fly towards the blue sky, yet interrupted time and again by the captain at dawn.
But I know, given his talent, very soon...
So that day, I said to him: "You don't have to rush, I've been with Kael for a long time and I know very well he's the type of guy who would say there's an 80% chance even if he's 1000% sure."
My implication was to let Brahim hold on a bit, wait a little.
