[It wasn't a matter of considering her weak, far from it, he just wanted to protect his own interests as much as possible. He had a part to play, people loved being treated like they were the most important thing in the world from his experience and giving his cleric reasons to get sick wasn't in his list of thigns to do to stay in the graces of the team.
He lead the way in the darkness, making sure no traps were remaining and no other bodies decided to wander in their directon, then brought her in front of the still locked door.]
It's not like you don't have to talk, darling- [just a whisper, nothing more.] I love your voice almost as much as I love mine. But I'm... very eager to go back and try to make myself presentable. Now, give mee a moment, mh?
[With invisibility casted, he knew he had no more than five minutes to go back to the room where they started, this without breaking concentration, and unlock the door for her. The entire path was a rush, he didn't stop running until he was in front of the same plank he saw before, probably awakening some more zombies in the meanwhile, and misty stepping his way up there. He cursed under his breath the fact he tossed the keys away so the locks wouldn't be tied back to him and got to work, managing to open the door in a somewhat record time.
If anyone asks why I look like this, we had a very rough night of lovemaking. It totally wasn't me rolling between century old but still wet guts.
[Was it a joke? Was he seriously considering to tell that to the others? Who even knew at this point? He was just delighted to step outside, back under the stars. Even his body language was betraying how tired he was, no more eccentric gestures or body dancing around until he had time to recover.
At least she got something out of the ordeal, so there was a good memory association, right? Did the little necklace survive the fall? Did the scrolls survive it? He invested more than he wanted in this mess and hopefully someone got something from it.]
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He lead the way in the darkness, making sure no traps were remaining and no other bodies decided to wander in their directon, then brought her in front of the still locked door.]
It's not like you don't have to talk, darling- [just a whisper, nothing more.] I love your voice almost as much as I love mine. But I'm... very eager to go back and try to make myself presentable. Now, give mee a moment, mh?
[With invisibility casted, he knew he had no more than five minutes to go back to the room where they started, this without breaking concentration, and unlock the door for her. The entire path was a rush, he didn't stop running until he was in front of the same plank he saw before, probably awakening some more zombies in the meanwhile, and misty stepping his way up there. He cursed under his breath the fact he tossed the keys away so the locks wouldn't be tied back to him and got to work, managing to open the door in a somewhat record time.
If anyone asks why I look like this, we had a very rough night of lovemaking. It totally wasn't me rolling between century old but still wet guts.
[Was it a joke? Was he seriously considering to tell that to the others? Who even knew at this point? He was just delighted to step outside, back under the stars. Even his body language was betraying how tired he was, no more eccentric gestures or body dancing around until he had time to recover.
At least she got something out of the ordeal, so there was a good memory association, right? Did the little necklace survive the fall? Did the scrolls survive it? He invested more than he wanted in this mess and hopefully someone got something from it.]