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lunaecalamitas2024-06-20 02:26 pm
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[But with how his statement drifts, the echoes of his unease are not a bone to pick in this time and place. Perhaps not one meant for a space of diplomacy. So he will let it pass.
His eyes do flick to the fresh-faced wizard standing with all thenposie of a dignitary at Tatara's side, though, and something in his demeanour relaxes slightly.]
Just keep in mind our company.
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But...he watches how Solomon seems to relax just a bit, and decides to follow the gaze after a second thought. Then, he directs one back to him and offers him another little smile. ]
I am aware of our present company, yes.
[ He supposes Solomon must be concerned in some way, to say that. As for himself...well, it's fine. What matters most importantly is that they're alive. ]
...I'm certain that matters will proceed in the direction it has with no marked difference. Everyone involved seems to be interested in discussing this civilly.
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May it stay that way.
[Regardless of the outcome. They are tired, emotionally if not physically, and matters are tense. Even a part of himself wishes this man had perished in that final blow, if only to avoid this continued butting of heads. Perhaps it would have been a mercy for all. But he's still alive, still talking, fully communicating even if it is only in selfish delusion and pitiful, pathetic excuses for the pain he's caused and lives he's taken advantage of, either here or in the hereafter...
A deeper context for a deeper punishment. One could only hope the softhearted could be braced for the inevitability of harshness, and those out for blood could be satiated to some sort of compromise, even if only momentary.]
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[ Jing Yuan says not because he thinks Byron deserves that courtesy (his stance being fairly clear), because he doesn't think he does, rather...his thoughts are that they're all tired, and the easier on them (Byron not included), the better.
Still, he makes a few more steps closer to Solomon, and after a bit of reluctance, pausing to look up at the sky, hesitating, before back at Byron, and then at the elder man, he calls away his glaive. Instead, he reaches out with one hand to have his fingers aim to wrap around one of Solomon's hands. ]
All we can do is trust in each other to manage this much, at the least. We've made it this far. And if something does happen...I'm certain we'll be prepared for it. As we always have been.
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It's the brush of Jing Yuan's hand against his own, less a request and more a line drawing him back, that gets Solomon to start slightly, blinking as he turns to look.
Oh.]
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He doesn't say anything else, if only because he looks a little lost for words for once. His eyes settle on Jing Yuan briefly, gratefully, almost apologetically, before they turn right back to the scene at hand.
He'll keep that hand in his, though, as long as Jing Yuan is willing to offer it.]
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He may used to being the bystander, the one who observes from the outer fringes of certain matters until certain points, without getting close. And for being, of a given value, alone in this.
But...the truth of the matter is that he isn't alone. Not here. And especially not when Jing Yuan has all the affection he believes he can give to him; in little ways at times, and in some respects, those may at least mean something. The look given to him, albeit brief, is met with a warm gaze in turn, before they are to direct their mutual attention back to the proceedings, hand in hand. ]