"No, I know you can handle yourself. It isn't me doubting you. I suppose I'm saying that, should you need to rest, there are others to take up the slack."
He thought about her question, barely seeing the night out beyond them.
"I tend to come off as defensive, as I assume that people are talking
He thought about her question, barely seeing the night out beyond them.
"I tend to come off as defensive, as I assume that people are talking
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"I think you snapped at the ground a little more than me. I've heard much worse.
Her thoughts grow a little foggier as time passes. "And... I suppose I've never minded a little snap, if it's well-placed, for good reason. I'm no Celestial, certainly, I have moments I deserve it, even if I argue."
He heard the name whispered, then his jaw shut with an audible click.
The guard comes back up a little, but not [against] him. She's not unaware of her failings; she doubts she can broach the matter she thinks he's stumbled into tactfully.
So, she sticks with the most bare-bones question that comes to mind.
"No, she was at the academy that I studied at. An Elf. She always had a braid. I teased her that it was too short. She was studying to be a mage, ah, working under the theory that illusion magic could be