Got a feeling it could be both in that exact order...
[ Indeed, he's rather resilient. Quivers and hisses make it clear that he does feel the discomfort that comes from wound treatment, but he's otherwise been still as a statue. It must be something he's quite used to, given all those scars.
...Actually, on closer examination, his back looks dark as all hell. Branching patterns scatter all over the surface of his skin from his right shoulder down past the band of his boxers. Lightning scars, if she's familiar with them. ]
When it comes to my aura and spellcraft, I'm still in my prime—minus the occasional hiccup. My skill with weapons is also well-practiced. It's my hand-to-hand and footwork that seem to be the slowest to "wake up," if that make sense. So don't go easy on me, or I'll put extra vinegar in your ramen.
[ A smile follows his very thickly-unveiled threat. It quickly wanes. ]
...Mm. [ There's a longer pause before he glances sidelong towards her. They're just about finished with the patch jobs. ]
Was it your Shadow that almost pushed you to kill the fae when we were in the Oakwoods?
[ No apology, no preface. Glowing blues settle on hers with firm intent. ]
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[ Indeed, he's rather resilient. Quivers and hisses make it clear that he does feel the discomfort that comes from wound treatment, but he's otherwise been still as a statue. It must be something he's quite used to, given all those scars.
...Actually, on closer examination, his back looks dark as all hell. Branching patterns scatter all over the surface of his skin from his right shoulder down past the band of his boxers. Lightning scars, if she's familiar with them. ]
When it comes to my aura and spellcraft, I'm still in my prime—minus the occasional hiccup. My skill with weapons is also well-practiced. It's my hand-to-hand and footwork that seem to be the slowest to "wake up," if that make sense. So don't go easy on me, or I'll put extra vinegar in your ramen.
[ A smile follows his very thickly-unveiled threat. It quickly wanes. ]
...Mm. [ There's a longer pause before he glances sidelong towards her. They're just about finished with the patch jobs. ]
Was it your Shadow that almost pushed you to kill the fae when we were in the Oakwoods?
[ No apology, no preface. Glowing blues settle on hers with firm intent. ]