[A sigh, that's way more disheartened than it should be. His kingdom for a good gyros place. Even those that somehow end up in random urns in a room.
Although, yes, he knows, he's still reeling after what Elysium feels like. Definitely not the Elysium he knows.
Shaking his head, he decides promptly that that's not a good idea, and he rubs his temple with the heel of his hand, massaging it in circles, making the laurels resting on his head skew up a little.] I think he wasn't aiming at anyone else, although… [The swipe of their sword, it was too loose.] It didn't seem to me that they were bothering with being precise.
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Although, yes, he knows, he's still reeling after what Elysium feels like. Definitely not the Elysium he knows.
Shaking his head, he decides promptly that that's not a good idea, and he rubs his temple with the heel of his hand, massaging it in circles, making the laurels resting on his head skew up a little.] I think he wasn't aiming at anyone else, although… [The swipe of their sword, it was too loose.] It didn't seem to me that they were bothering with being precise.