http://notquiteanobody.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notquiteanobody.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] niteo_logs 2011-04-30 09:18 am (UTC)

He gives a dismissive shrug, he'd been trying to lighten the mood. Admittedly, it was an almost frustrating role that always seemed to fall on him. Even from the pieces of memory that he'd recovered, she always seemed so pensive back then. But then, that notion was hardly news to him; it'd occurred to him back in Haven as well and he was pretty sure he'd called her on it. But it didn't matter right now; there was much work to be done and they'd need some supplies in a short order.

Still, while she'd been lost in thought, he'd taken the liberty of recovering his belongings and advancing into the newly cleared area. While the effort had been impressive, he didn't see anything that was immediately useful. But he at least was consoled by the notion that if they needed some of their more potent magic to aid them, a cooperative effort like that had a good yield.

"It's not just because of that. I just figured that it was part of it, that's all."

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