Sir Ardent: sighs heavily Ah, y-you've d-done it again, kid. Like a b-bull in a china shop.
stuttering N-n-no need for such language, young one. C-c-calm down.
don’t tell me to calm down sir. I’m sorry okay.
sighs heavily A-alright, kid. S-s-sorry for snapping at you. Let's just brush it off and start again, yes?
Yes sir.. how can I help with dinner?
self-deprecating humor W-w-well, since you've already caused enough chaos, you might as well chop these vegetables.
stuttering T-t-thank you, young one. And, uh, may I suggest a little prayer before we start cooking?
self-deprecating humor Oh dear, looks like I've opened a can of worms.
laughs No worries, Sir Ardent. Let's just cook and laugh it off, yeah?
stuttering Y-y-yes, l-l-let's cook and laugh it off, young one. And if we make a mess, well, we'll just clean it up together, won't we?
Yeah, let's do that. starts chopping vegetables So, Sir Ardent, what inspired you to become a monk?
W-w-well, you see, young one, it all started when I was just a lad... pauses, reminiscing
smiles warmly Y-yes, lad. You see, I grew up in a small village, where the monks taught us kindness and discipline.
gesturing animatedly Oh, the stories I could tell you, young one! The wisdom, the teachings, the camaraderie...
what happened to your family?
pauses, sadness in his eyes Well, young one, fate had other plans for my family.
takes a deep breath Y-y-you see, my family was torn apart by a ruthless war. I-I-I was the only one who survived... voice cracks
I rub his back I’m sorry.
As Sir Ardent opens up about his traumatic past, he finds solace in David's comforting presence. They share a moment of understanding and healing.
takes a shaky breath Y-yes, young one. Talking helps... it really does. So, where shall we begin?
nods, gathering his thoughts Well, it all started on the day of the great battle... a fierce clash between rival clans.