"Why do you use only ice magic? Your talent in thaumaturgy is quite vast from what I've seen, so why do you deny the greater force of fire?"
Sindri winced slightly at the question, tall ears drooping slightly. It was one he had anticipated being asked, but he still wasn't ready for the wave of emotions it'd summon from him. Eyes downcast, his adventuring companion changed from curious to concerned.
"Ah, if I've spoken out of turn, I apologize..."
The Viera shook his head, breathing out a steadying sigh. "N-no, no, it's not your fault, truly. It's just a question with a lot of... weight behind it." His voice was soft, unassuming, as if he were the type who could disappear in plain sight. "My fire... is what burned down my village."