Which was why he was incredibly confused. They both seemed almost like they wanted to say something really important but were stopping themselves.

It was always so soft and admiring and affectionate, and Trinket was always so happy to hear it because Vex deserved to have everybody talk to her like that.īut the air between them had gotten more and more nervous, like they were building up to something, and it felt like the worried twist in his gut and the tension in his muscles right before a battle. Trinket had seen them chatting over meals and walking together in the hallways, sometimes about silly things and sometimes with quieter, sadder voices with hands on shoulders or holding each other’s arms. It wasn’t like Trinket needed protection from such things, but there was only so much of Scanlan he ever wanted to see, and Percy was very considerate to think of it.)Īnd ever since Trinket’s family got back from Whitestone, there had been something different about Percy, and Vex really liked talking to him now. (One time Scanlan accidentally lost his pants again, and Percy had immediately covered Trinket’s eyes. He used to be more aloof, and Trinket hadn’t known what to make of him at first-but Percy had a kind, reliable heart beneath all the sternness, and he was always duly respectful. Maybe Percy was an odd choice in confidant, at first, but it made sense the more Trinket thought about it. His only worry was that he’d seemed to be the only one she talked to like that, because even Vax didn’t seem to understand all the things Vex worried about (and it was a lot.)īut now she’d found somebody else, and Trinket was so glad for her. Last season, Vox Machina the adventuring party consisting of Vax’ildan, Vex’ahlia, Scanlan, Pike, Percy, Keyleth, and Grog made heroes of themselves. Trinket was very grateful to have her, and especially grateful that she knew she could confide in him when she felt overwhelmed. She was so supportive of everyone and made all their plans to get them out of trouble, and she was so brave! It was a heavy burden to carry, but she did it well-like a mama bear with her cubs, almost on instinct. His Vex was unquestionably the smartest out of all of them-not just because she was his Vex, but because she clearly kept them all together. Maybe he couldn’t fix a complicated weapon or make his own armor, but he was still quite clever-smarter, even, than the average bear, traveling with people who were (in his expert opinion) smarter than the average party. He always understood what the People in his family said and what they were doing, sometimes probably better than they did. Trinket was, despite himself, incredibly confused.īears, he would have you know, are actually very intelligent creatures, the sort you could easily go on adventures with, Scanlan.

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