[She seems to be in good enough spirits, at least - in any case not lost-lost...
The right-on-guard stance and look of his loosen a little. Ears switch, he tells herself that there're probably words in that that make perfect sense whenever and-or wherever she's from - and responds to the last bit, which he's actually got something to say to, with a dry "Hmm..." and a look off to the side someplace.]
As did I... -- hence the scramasax. [Paws the shortsword on the ground once.] I've been told that I should be on my guard, and that this fog is unusual, but not -- [Shakes his head.] -- not what it means...
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The right-on-guard stance and look of his loosen a little. Ears switch, he tells herself that there're probably words in that that make perfect sense whenever and-or wherever she's from - and responds to the last bit, which he's actually got something to say to, with a dry "Hmm..." and a look off to the side someplace.]
As did I... -- hence the scramasax. [Paws the shortsword on the ground once.] I've been told that I should be on my guard, and that this fog is unusual, but not -- [Shakes his head.] -- not what it means...