[ The scar, the wound, Syrlya's parting gift remains thoroughly hidden beneath the homegrown foliage of his shirt for now. It will be quite obvious what he means when they get to business, and rather easy to avoid. It isn't like his chest is needed for this activity.
With Adelis's last statement, his eyes flicker briefly towards the other. Something, somewhere in his mind sparks, tired thoughts trying to make a connection that hasn't quite bridged yet. But in the few moments he entertains the thought, he finds nothing, so he quickly discards it.
Instead, the seriousness dissipates and he smirks again. ]
Only if you don't mind the favour repaid.
[ But he'll likely fight back anyway. Is it ethical to use necromancy in the bedroom?
That question sets him down a long, absent path of thoughts as they arrive at the farmhouse. It's still, no sounds besides the animals roaming about their usual spots. Kaspar is not home.
Trahearne pushes open the door and steps to the side, hand falling to the small of Adelis's back in a signal for him to go in first. ]
no subject
With Adelis's last statement, his eyes flicker briefly towards the other. Something, somewhere in his mind sparks, tired thoughts trying to make a connection that hasn't quite bridged yet. But in the few moments he entertains the thought, he finds nothing, so he quickly discards it.
Instead, the seriousness dissipates and he smirks again. ]
Only if you don't mind the favour repaid.
[ But he'll likely fight back anyway. Is it ethical to use necromancy in the bedroom?
That question sets him down a long, absent path of thoughts as they arrive at the farmhouse. It's still, no sounds besides the animals roaming about their usual spots. Kaspar is not home.
Trahearne pushes open the door and steps to the side, hand falling to the small of Adelis's back in a signal for him to go in first. ]