Iskra
Find something you can hold on to
Find someone who'll be there for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
Find someone who'll be there for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
The casual mention of another channel has him doing a doubletake. Quickly he swallows down the bite he'd nabbed after realizing he'd keep going on and on about it if he didn't put his sandwich back in his face. "Threw...ducks, at your uncle?" One 'brow rises in mild wonder. "Definitely sounds better, but still seems like an unnecessary time to bother you with a channel," he grumbles, wondering what that one's outcome would have been if she'd ended up wielding something more potent against family. He knew she didn't mind the ridiculous, and he'd rather that than something more dangerous, but it all seems too frivolous to be interrupting her with.
His ire doesn't settle, not when he needs to make sure she isn't wandering around thinking herself lesser because of the choices of some channel-monkeys. She is remarkably calm about it all though, and that's some form of an anchor through this heat rising up behind his eyes. "I guess needs arise at any hour of the day," he concedes unhappily after hearing about Hadama and Ronin's rather early awakening. "Do they even like, thank you afterwards?" It doesn't fix the upheaval of everything, but at least it'd show some consideration for how easily they just yanked on an unseen chain.
He shudders at the thought of being so bound by something.
Six seconds seems just long enough to be awful, and what if it's people she cares about that she isn't sure she even defended in time, or fully? Maybe at least knowing they're in trouble, and getting a chance to try for them is worth it, but to him it rather sounds like a fucking curse. He'd rather the bliss of ignorance and the freedom not to answer some divine dog whistle.
"I'm sure," he murmurs in reference to the heralds. "You should ask Ludo next time what it'd been doing, see if it has anything of note." Of all the heralds, he suspects Ludo has the most random shit to get up to and pulled away from. Tempering his magic back to keep from completely crisping his sandwich, especially once she reassured she'd already spoken with Kaisel, Iskra nods gruffly. "You should toss him in the ocean next chance you get, for good measure," he suggests with a grumble of a bite. It cronches now.
Glancing sidelong at her and her warning, he tries to find some of the lighthearted aspects of it, for her sake. It's part of what she does, being angry about it won't help anything except ruin this day. "Definitely will still be surprised if you just up and vanish and then reappear," he grins faintly. "So what's it feel like, the...teleporting?"
His ire doesn't settle, not when he needs to make sure she isn't wandering around thinking herself lesser because of the choices of some channel-monkeys. She is remarkably calm about it all though, and that's some form of an anchor through this heat rising up behind his eyes. "I guess needs arise at any hour of the day," he concedes unhappily after hearing about Hadama and Ronin's rather early awakening. "Do they even like, thank you afterwards?" It doesn't fix the upheaval of everything, but at least it'd show some consideration for how easily they just yanked on an unseen chain.
He shudders at the thought of being so bound by something.
Six seconds seems just long enough to be awful, and what if it's people she cares about that she isn't sure she even defended in time, or fully? Maybe at least knowing they're in trouble, and getting a chance to try for them is worth it, but to him it rather sounds like a fucking curse. He'd rather the bliss of ignorance and the freedom not to answer some divine dog whistle.
"I'm sure," he murmurs in reference to the heralds. "You should ask Ludo next time what it'd been doing, see if it has anything of note." Of all the heralds, he suspects Ludo has the most random shit to get up to and pulled away from. Tempering his magic back to keep from completely crisping his sandwich, especially once she reassured she'd already spoken with Kaisel, Iskra nods gruffly. "You should toss him in the ocean next chance you get, for good measure," he suggests with a grumble of a bite. It cronches now.
Glancing sidelong at her and her warning, he tries to find some of the lighthearted aspects of it, for her sake. It's part of what she does, being angry about it won't help anything except ruin this day. "Definitely will still be surprised if you just up and vanish and then reappear," he grins faintly. "So what's it feel like, the...teleporting?"
Find somewhere you can come home to
Find someone that'll die for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
Find someone that'll die for you
'Cause that's all that really matters in the end
