[He glances down briefly, in acknowledgment of her concerns. He shares them to a greater or lesser degree. His worry for Lyle is more closely anchored to Stellaris's anxiety, but he'd still see the man returned safely.]
I don't think there's anyone in this place who isn't thinking the same thoughts. They go to dark places sometimes. I know.
[A grin, if a scant one, slants his mouth.]
I'm well enough, thanks. Still... working out some things, but I think I have my feet by now. But maybe we can talk about that after we've tried to hit each other some, no?
quicklog (we can skip the sparring if you don't feel like writing elaborate action tags...)
I don't think there's anyone in this place who isn't thinking the same thoughts. They go to dark places sometimes. I know.
[A grin, if a scant one, slants his mouth.]
I'm well enough, thanks. Still... working out some things, but I think I have my feet by now. But maybe we can talk about that after we've tried to hit each other some, no?