Tal might have been grumbling internally, but he made the wise choice for once and kept it internal, making his mood known only in the slouching curve of his shoulders until they joined up with Ronin.
One look at the towering pile of bits and tentacles and goo and Flora's explanation of wind and ash and that whole breathing thing they were all so fond of had the courier deflating as quickly as Ronin did. "...Oh. Yeah," he admitted in a small voice.
Channeling was a pretty big ask, but he didn't any better ideas so he heaved a sigh and nodded. "Right. Guess it's askin' too much for Vi or Safrin t'like... purify it or somethin'? Save th'flyin' step?" He shrugged, giving Ronin a sheepish look. "I'd offer t'help transport it with th'Peregrine but, uh, she's still under repairs," he explained to the White Knight.
His gaze went back to Flora and he took his hands out of his pockets and wiped his palms on his trousers with a faint grimace, straightening up as he did so. "But hey, you're th'Queen. Pick your god an' I'll back you up."
One look at the towering pile of bits and tentacles and goo and Flora's explanation of wind and ash and that whole breathing thing they were all so fond of had the courier deflating as quickly as Ronin did. "...Oh. Yeah," he admitted in a small voice.
Channeling was a pretty big ask, but he didn't any better ideas so he heaved a sigh and nodded. "Right. Guess it's askin' too much for Vi or Safrin t'like... purify it or somethin'? Save th'flyin' step?" He shrugged, giving Ronin a sheepish look. "I'd offer t'help transport it with th'Peregrine but, uh, she's still under repairs," he explained to the White Knight.
His gaze went back to Flora and he took his hands out of his pockets and wiped his palms on his trousers with a faint grimace, straightening up as he did so. "But hey, you're th'Queen. Pick your god an' I'll back you up."
