[ Seeing a familiar hooded boy doing service to the public, Gran can't help but swell up in pride and admiration. That's his precious assassin. Though, the usual concern exists too. He's yet to be successful enough to convince Jamil away from too much self-sacrifice. Habits are difficult to outgrow and his values as an assassin make that even worse.
Gran sighs a little from the thought. He doesn't want any harm to come to Jamil or anyone else from the crew. It doesn't matter if he is trained well, that's not the point. No one likes the sight of their loved ones in pain or the thought of potential pain. And considering how kind Jamil is or how anything can happen, Gran's worries aren't easy to dispel. He's just glad the food is safe.
After approaching Jamil, Gran places a hand on his shoulder. ]
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Gran sighs a little from the thought. He doesn't want any harm to come to Jamil or anyone else from the crew. It doesn't matter if he is trained well, that's not the point. No one likes the sight of their loved ones in pain or the thought of potential pain. And considering how kind Jamil is or how anything can happen, Gran's worries aren't easy to dispel. He's just glad the food is safe.
After approaching Jamil, Gran places a hand on his shoulder. ]
You should eat something too.