( lycas canât help but give the guy a long-suffering sort of stare, the kind that begged, do you think I havenât already given that a shot? probably not the most polite or tactful response, but⌠well, charisma is his lowest stat, unfortunatelyâŚ
he grunts in reply. ) Youâd think. But some of these folks take it real personal when you say you wanna leave or be left aloneâlike theyâd failed, or something. ( he frowns, voice dropping a little lower. ) Donât really know what all thatâs about, but Iâd rather not get anyone in trouble.
( itâs not their fault theyâve either been assigned or set themselves personally to venerating someone who hates the very idea of it.
tea, huh? lycas thinks at this point, heâd be ready for something a good deal harder than that, if they were drinking, but he had said anywhere. if the fella had a cafe in mind, lycas certainly ainât about to look a gift horse in the mouth. after considering it a moment, he gives a slow nod. ) Alright. Sounds good. Just, uh. ( his frown deepens. ) One minute.
( he lurches into an abrupt stand, one that sends ripples out among the loose crowd which chat and eat and revel around him. his green eyes flit around them nervously for a moment before he voices, ) This, uh, ( what the hell had they called them again? oh. right. he handles the word with vague distaste, ) âservantâ is gonna escort me elsewhere so we can be alone. You all can stay as you are.
( this goes over a lot better with them than him trying to disengage to go off on his ownâafter all, they want to see their deific wildcards paired up. they return back to what they were doing with the hum of renewed conversation, and when he looks back to sylvain, his impassive expression is offset by a gaze that looks simultaneously pained and apologetic. he nods. ) Lead the way.
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he grunts in reply. ) Youâd think. But some of these folks take it real personal when you say you wanna leave or be left aloneâlike theyâd failed, or something. ( he frowns, voice dropping a little lower. ) Donât really know what all thatâs about, but Iâd rather not get anyone in trouble.
( itâs not their fault theyâve either been assigned or set themselves personally to venerating someone who hates the very idea of it.
tea, huh? lycas thinks at this point, heâd be ready for something a good deal harder than that, if they were drinking, but he had said anywhere. if the fella had a cafe in mind, lycas certainly ainât about to look a gift horse in the mouth. after considering it a moment, he gives a slow nod. ) Alright. Sounds good. Just, uh. ( his frown deepens. ) One minute.
( he lurches into an abrupt stand, one that sends ripples out among the loose crowd which chat and eat and revel around him. his green eyes flit around them nervously for a moment before he voices, ) This, uh, ( what the hell had they called them again? oh. right. he handles the word with vague distaste, ) âservantâ is gonna escort me elsewhere so we can be alone. You all can stay as you are.
( this goes over a lot better with them than him trying to disengage to go off on his ownâafter all, they want to see their deific wildcards paired up. they return back to what they were doing with the hum of renewed conversation, and when he looks back to sylvain, his impassive expression is offset by a gaze that looks simultaneously pained and apologetic. he nods. ) Lead the way.