[Escape is such an incongruent notion that for a moment it genuinely throws Diarmuid off-guard. What is there to escape, when he's never felt caged by the circumstances of his being here? It's a fleeting thought, one that his mind cuts immediately short when he pinpoints the familiar source of the suggestion.
In the end, the strange magic that allows this carnival to travel across both worlds and time makes the arrival of a kindred spirit no surprise, but it is something the Lancer cannot help but feel a twinge of resentment for. An itch between his armour and his beating heart.]
I'm afraid taking the time to test the boundaries that far would put me at risk of neglecting my duties.
[Evenly, he answers, and his tone manages yet to be far from unwelcoming. Whatever subtleties may (or may not) colour the man's perception of him through the lingering glamour, the only reactions that might betray the knight's discomfort are the momentary narrowing of his gaze...and a certain, sudden dimming of the space around him, not unlike the effect of a cloud passing over the sun.
He won't deny, however, that he does find some diversion in familiarizing himself with the woods as they are.]
And I am certain I would know you for a regular. Forgive me for asking: do you mean to imply you've already found an exit elsewhere, or simply to warn against wasted efforts?
► TRYING(?) TO LEAF
In the end, the strange magic that allows this carnival to travel across both worlds and time makes the arrival of a kindred spirit no surprise, but it is something the Lancer cannot help but feel a twinge of resentment for. An itch between his armour and his beating heart.]
I'm afraid taking the time to test the boundaries that far would put me at risk of neglecting my duties.
[Evenly, he answers, and his tone manages yet to be far from unwelcoming. Whatever subtleties may (or may not) colour the man's perception of him through the lingering glamour, the only reactions that might betray the knight's discomfort are the momentary narrowing of his gaze...and a certain, sudden dimming of the space around him, not unlike the effect of a cloud passing over the sun.
He won't deny, however, that he does find some diversion in familiarizing himself with the woods as they are.]
And I am certain I would know you for a regular. Forgive me for asking: do you mean to imply you've already found an exit elsewhere, or simply to warn against wasted efforts?