No, um, right. Not without me. Of course. And...Asra.
[She's going too fast for him to keep up with and a deep abiding sense of the surreal sweeps over him then, threatens to overtake him. He's both seen and done a lot of strange things, and so many of them talking place within such a short time, but this-- well. It's perhaps the strangest yet and he isn't sure how he's supposed to take it. How he ought to react.
(Perhaps to go and get very, very drunk.)
He's standing there a little stunned, accepts the affection she showers him with all whilst his mind races to catch up, and he begins to think he ought to lie down for a while (or you know, return to his shared room and mutter and pace and fret).
She's still speaking though, and the nervousness starts to come off her in waves and she's telling him he ought to stay calm and...and--
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[She's going too fast for him to keep up with and a deep abiding sense of the surreal sweeps over him then, threatens to overtake him. He's both seen and done a lot of strange things, and so many of them talking place within such a short time, but this-- well. It's perhaps the strangest yet and he isn't sure how he's supposed to take it. How he ought to react.
(Perhaps to go and get very, very drunk.)
He's standing there a little stunned, accepts the affection she showers him with all whilst his mind races to catch up, and he begins to think he ought to lie down for a while (or you know, return to his shared room and mutter and pace and fret).
She's still speaking though, and the nervousness starts to come off her in waves and she's telling him he ought to stay calm and...and--
She says Lucio is alive.]
What!?
[He neither sounds or looks very calm.]