( as usual, her words and her stance are poised. something that seemed far practiced beyond her years. there's something authoritative about it. unyielding and steadfast. something arjuna himself was accustomed to delivering. it's something he can relate to, despite not knowing anything else about her beyond that simple consideration. beyond his fleeting inklings of connections he's forged through the confines of his head space. perhaps, half out of whimsy, and half out of natural scrutiny. regardless of what leads him to these conclusions, it's something he respects. something he can concede to beyond just being fellow recruits or the will of alastair.
he's about to craft his next response; the words ready to deployed from the tip of his tongue, except her motion catches him slightly off-guard. he barely contains a hint of laughter that threatens to spill. instead, the humor attaches itself to his tone. amusement evident in the inflections he voice manages to take hold of. ) ... there's no need to hold back.
I did offer myself, had I not? ( he then holds an arm out for her to take hold of. she seemed... embarrassed or opposed to being carried, but he could offer this much, couldn't he? ) The journey will be long. ( look at how convincing he is... )
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he's about to craft his next response; the words ready to deployed from the tip of his tongue, except her motion catches him slightly off-guard. he barely contains a hint of laughter that threatens to spill. instead, the humor attaches itself to his tone. amusement evident in the inflections he voice manages to take hold of. ) ... there's no need to hold back.
I did offer myself, had I not? ( he then holds an arm out for her to take hold of. she seemed... embarrassed or opposed to being carried, but he could offer this much, couldn't he? ) The journey will be long. ( look at how convincing he is... )