[ He repeats, looking to the sky. Bright, for the moment, though dotted with specks - dragonflies. Something within him, great and dark and so much older, calls them children. He silences it, and does not concern himself with it further. Svara has not yet darkened the horizon, and that is all that matters. ]
We separate here, then. [ He dismounts. Someone rushes past and he stops them, shoving the chocobo's reins into their hand without too much thought for who they are or what they might actually have been doing. ] Do sell your life dearly, should that be how this ends. Ishgard can ill afford to lose a lordling willing to dirty his hands, as few as it has.
[ Yes, that's as close as he gets to giving a compliment. And possibly also needling. Definitely also needling. ]
Want to skip ahead to the end of the battle or close the thread here?
[ He repeats, looking to the sky. Bright, for the moment, though dotted with specks - dragonflies. Something within him, great and dark and so much older, calls them children. He silences it, and does not concern himself with it further. Svara has not yet darkened the horizon, and that is all that matters. ]
We separate here, then. [ He dismounts. Someone rushes past and he stops them, shoving the chocobo's reins into their hand without too much thought for who they are or what they might actually have been doing. ] Do sell your life dearly, should that be how this ends. Ishgard can ill afford to lose a lordling willing to dirty his hands, as few as it has.
[ Yes, that's as close as he gets to giving a compliment. And possibly also needling. Definitely also needling. ]