[Flins is silent as Diarmuid makes his case, brushing some hair out of the man's eyes to check his brow. It seemed to be a full inspection, looking for any signs of wear that would normally be chalked up to stress or a bad night's sleep.]
...
[His eyes close for just a moment. So his instinct was correct after all.]
Even the sea's waves can bore a hole into a cliff. [It's said softly, as if to encourage more out of the man as he steps back. He didn't have much in the way of refreshments, but...he did have teabags. And he could heat water pretty quickly. Allow him to scrounge about. He does have clean cups, all things considered.]
Does this have anything to do with the Baron Omatsuri?
[He'd done his research on that dreadful event. Thankfully, he came out of it with no sign of the Wild Hunt, but that didn't mean there were no casualties.]
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[His eyes close for just a moment. So his instinct was correct after all.]
Even the sea's waves can bore a hole into a cliff. [It's said softly, as if to encourage more out of the man as he steps back. He didn't have much in the way of refreshments, but...he did have teabags. And he could heat water pretty quickly. Allow him to scrounge about. He does have clean cups, all things considered.]
Does this have anything to do with the Baron Omatsuri?
[He'd done his research on that dreadful event. Thankfully, he came out of it with no sign of the Wild Hunt, but that didn't mean there were no casualties.]