[ Shame, he says, like he's just itching for a fight. The single word earns a slightly raised eyebrow but no further comment. Skilled enough at fighting though he might be, Eustace isn't keen on picking fights with strangers on the streets (or in this case, by reflecting pools??) just to see how he compares.
Still. ]
I'm sure we'll cross weapons sooner or later.
[ Said dryly. Either as enemies on opposing sides or as comrades honing their skills. Things might be peaceful now, but he knows it's a peace that won't last.
He nods towards their environment, the perpetual twilight of Highstorm. ]
I'd offer to show you around, but I'm only visiting myself.
no subject
Still. ]
I'm sure we'll cross weapons sooner or later.
[ Said dryly. Either as enemies on opposing sides or as comrades honing their skills. Things might be peaceful now, but he knows it's a peace that won't last.
He nods towards their environment, the perpetual twilight of Highstorm. ]
I'd offer to show you around, but I'm only visiting myself.