[ He blinks at her when she shoots his own question back at him, and then chuckles as he concedes the argument. ]
I have no idea. And I suppose I don't really have a frame of reference here, either, having only been to my world before this.
[ He would have said more, or gone on to explain warp tiles to her, but the sudden gust of wind and the ominous noise in their vicinity has him leaping into action. Hands reach to summon a replica of the spear he's been using since coming to this world, the weight and feel of it already becoming familiar to him here, since he'd arrived with literally only the skin on his back.
But what pops into his hand is not, in fact, the weapon he'd earned from Jayce and his blacksmith friend. The lance that appears is far heavier and, in truth, far creepier in appearance and the sight of it gleaming in his grip is enough to distract Sylvain completely from whatever threat is making itself known. ]
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I have no idea. And I suppose I don't really have a frame of reference here, either, having only been to my world before this.
[ He would have said more, or gone on to explain warp tiles to her, but the sudden gust of wind and the ominous noise in their vicinity has him leaping into action. Hands reach to summon a replica of the spear he's been using since coming to this world, the weight and feel of it already becoming familiar to him here, since he'd arrived with literally only the skin on his back.
But what pops into his hand is not, in fact, the weapon he'd earned from Jayce and his blacksmith friend. The lance that appears is far heavier and, in truth, far creepier in appearance and the sight of it gleaming in his grip is enough to distract Sylvain completely from whatever threat is making itself known. ]
Shit!