Her words were, as she knew, far from reassuring, though Hadama kept any trace of a frown from his stoic facade. His staff tapped along the flagstones with each step, creating a quiet chime with each impact that rang a little too pure, as if it were the idealized version of what the sound should be rather than what it generally was when flawed metal struck imperfect rock in the real world. "Mmh." His acknowledgment was far from enthusiastic as he turned his own thoughts to ways they might speed the tale along.
It helped to at least know the direction the story would likely take, even if there were two wildly different versions that were offered. "I would prefer neither of us be slain," he murmured quietly to his companion in her disguise as the Knight. Either his slayer or his victim, it would seem. "Though I seem to be the villain here. Unless the baby is the true threat," he added, tilting his head subtly towards his escorting Knight to raise a questioning brow.
It helped to at least know the direction the story would likely take, even if there were two wildly different versions that were offered. "I would prefer neither of us be slain," he murmured quietly to his companion in her disguise as the Knight. Either his slayer or his victim, it would seem. "Though I seem to be the villain here. Unless the baby is the true threat," he added, tilting his head subtly towards his escorting Knight to raise a questioning brow.
