Don't believe in no-win scenarios

"I can imagine what Stratos looked like when he was younger, but for some reason it's difficult to picture Felix as a child." Jim's not sure if Stratos ever told his family about his de-aging troubles at the hands of the Nexus that one time. It doesn't matter now. That's also a fond memory to look back on. The start of when Jim became close to more than Just Felix out of the Caelus family. Jim wishes there were pictures even though this is a world lacking in convenient technologies such as photographs.

Imagining that younger Stratos and Felix barely more than a toddler racing through the undergrowth brings some warmth back to Jim's chest. Knowing Terentius still takes children out to teach them about the outdoors is helping even more. He needs this warm feeling. Something to clutch close to and focus on in place of the bad memories and his fear.

They've braved this journey before. They'll do it again. Felix is with them this time. They'll make this right and then it can finally be over.

"I'm still not sure what a Dremora even is but I've brought one of my weapons along with my bow. If it takes extreme measures to put down, maybe that will help." Jim sounds downright confident when he glances back their uncle's way. Surely they would have told him if a Dremora were larger than a troll or something. It couldn't be--Felix wanted it for scavenging in the ruins. No, if it's of a reasonable size he's pretty sure his phaser is up to the task if Nirnish magic and weaponry aren't enough.