[ He feels Sylvain shift next to him, but too late: this wall is just so fascinating. Actually - it kind of is fascinating in that the longer he watches the fog swirl around it, the less it seems like fog as they know it and more that it's something else. More magic, maybe? If he wasn't busy stewing in his feelings he'd ask Sylvain, but here they are.
The question's not unexpected. He turns his head just enough to fix Sylvain with a sidelong look. ]
I think you should always retreat if you have the option.
[ Of course he's going to sidestep that with an answer that takes no more than a millisecond to find. What he says isn't a lie, however, considering a retreat is exactly what gives someone a chance for another plan. Live another day. Try anything else.
Do anything but be trapped where there seems to be no viable escape.
Or - when you are stuck somewhere, there's also the option of not torching things via your own spite. He'll take that into consideration while studying Sylvain now that he's sitting up, fondness thawing him out ever so slightly. ]
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The question's not unexpected. He turns his head just enough to fix Sylvain with a sidelong look. ]
I think you should always retreat if you have the option.
[ Of course he's going to sidestep that with an answer that takes no more than a millisecond to find. What he says isn't a lie, however, considering a retreat is exactly what gives someone a chance for another plan. Live another day. Try anything else.
Do anything but be trapped where there seems to be no viable escape.
Or - when you are stuck somewhere, there's also the option of not torching things via your own spite. He'll take that into consideration while studying Sylvain now that he's sitting up, fondness thawing him out ever so slightly. ]
Should've aimed for watching grass grow.