( Urianger replies, an eyebrow arching at his friend. )
Lofty words, myβ
( But then they're off, and Urianger's quip dies in the back of his throat as Thancred twirls him across the floor. In truth he'd been expecting a slightly slower dance β something more suited to conversation β but for now he needs to focus on matching Thancred's pace. Perhaps it will come as a surprise to the other man that he can: Urianger is graceful on his feet and falls into the unfamiliar steps easily enoughβ
But the effort does belie the fine act he's managed in disguising his pains. There's the occasional wince as his side twists, pulling at a yet-healed wound, and at times he seems reluctant to place too much weight through his left leg. Nothing serious, of course, just some damaged muscle and ligaments, but Thancred will likely notice his little tells all the same. )
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Aught but perfection?
( Urianger replies, an eyebrow arching at his friend. )
Lofty words, myβ
( But then they're off, and Urianger's quip dies in the back of his throat as Thancred twirls him across the floor. In truth he'd been expecting a slightly slower dance β something more suited to conversation β but for now he needs to focus on matching Thancred's pace. Perhaps it will come as a surprise to the other man that he can: Urianger is graceful on his feet and falls into the unfamiliar steps easily enoughβ
But the effort does belie the fine act he's managed in disguising his pains. There's the occasional wince as his side twists, pulling at a yet-healed wound, and at times he seems reluctant to place too much weight through his left leg. Nothing serious, of course, just some damaged muscle and ligaments, but Thancred will likely notice his little tells all the same. )