All right, all right. I'm going. I'd hate to have you nagging at me all day.
[ It's said with good humor as he rises from his seat, giving Connor one last pat on the shoulder before he departs.
Arenvald wanders over to the table, exchanging a few words with an android manning it - a BG with a face of dirty, once-white silicon that puckers in odd places when she moves her mouth, and large, dark eyes, almost like the lenses of sunglasses. She offers him a crooked smile and reaches across the counter to tend to the scratch on Arenvald's face with some sort of sterile wipe. The warpaint around the mark comes away as she wipes at it, and when she moves her hand to clean the rest of the paint away, he stops her.
It's fine, his lips form the shape of the words, though there's enough bustle in the tent that it's hard to pick up his voice. I'd rather you leave it.
She tilts her head, confused, but ultimately complies, pressing something like a white band-aid to his skin. It's oddly soothing, whatever medication they have on it, and he leaves the table with a word of thanks to resume his place next to Connor. ]
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[ It's said with good humor as he rises from his seat, giving Connor one last pat on the shoulder before he departs.
Arenvald wanders over to the table, exchanging a few words with an android manning it - a BG with a face of dirty, once-white silicon that puckers in odd places when she moves her mouth, and large, dark eyes, almost like the lenses of sunglasses. She offers him a crooked smile and reaches across the counter to tend to the scratch on Arenvald's face with some sort of sterile wipe. The warpaint around the mark comes away as she wipes at it, and when she moves her hand to clean the rest of the paint away, he stops her.
It's fine, his lips form the shape of the words, though there's enough bustle in the tent that it's hard to pick up his voice. I'd rather you leave it.
She tilts her head, confused, but ultimately complies, pressing something like a white band-aid to his skin. It's oddly soothing, whatever medication they have on it, and he leaves the table with a word of thanks to resume his place next to Connor. ]
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