Dirk had pressed his back flat against the cliff face and was staring into the sky with unmistakable terror. His eyes, wide and quivering, followed the black shape as she slowly glided overhead. On some level, Dirk had secretly hoped that they would never encounter Zira again, unlikely as it seemed, and now the living reminder of his mistakes was passing right above them. His heart started racing in his chest while he held his breath, as though afraid the slightest noise or movement would somehow draw her attention.
Valira and Akalfa's proud declarations snapped him out of it, their words inspiring and shaming him in equal measure.
If you can't have faith in yourself, then put your faith in them.
"Right," he said, regaining composure. "We can do this. We will. Whatever happens, I'm right there with you." Dirk smiled, though there was still nervousness behind it.
Valira and Akalfa's proud declarations snapped him out of it, their words inspiring and shaming him in equal measure.
If you can't have faith in yourself, then put your faith in them.
"Right," he said, regaining composure. "We can do this. We will. Whatever happens, I'm right there with you." Dirk smiled, though there was still nervousness behind it.