I don't mind humoring a woman but if her personality is distasteful then..
( there's no reason to continue playing around with them, it's an actual shame however, considering she could have been someone he could talk to in order to pass the time. there's a pause in his actions, holding his breath as he bites down on his tongue to remind himself that incantations will only lead to a mouth filled with metal. even though her nose raises high above caster, he can't help but feel a slither of pity at her words. does she not respect herself? his brow raises in curiosity while looking off to the side to stare at the walls, contemplating if he should just leave. )
First you speak so bold and now you cower down beneath your husband, I feel bad for whoever took you into their embrace. ( will he come to regret these words, possibly, it's more than likely but how else was he to reply to her statements. it doesn't seem like it was out of self-loathing and more to the point of respect, either way, caster doesn't care too much. yes, if he didn't care, he wouldn't have made his comment on how she might have been belittling herself, there's no need to think one doesn't matter as highly as the other in the relationship. of course, the way she speaks on the matter of him hiding doesn't make him want to remove it, only keeping it in place just in case something may happen. he's been called a coward, he's showed his feared when it calls for it — casters have to be smart or he'll wind up dead. )
You say you know your own but what do you know of me other than I'm the one who caught you from plummeting to the earth. ( he grumbles, rubbing at his cheek still despite the pain having already washed away. he's trying to calm himself down to get another look at the female, trying to understand what it is that she's speaking of. there is something different about her, slightly familiar and yet part of him doesn't want to accept it. )
I'm glad you understand that this body can withstand quite a bit but why should I remove my magic for the beastly woman that wanted to break my neck not too long ago! ( he's sensitive and she's already picked at his pride, he sees no reason to be compliant because what if that just means he'll have another handprint kissed along his cheem but he guesses there's a better way that this can be handled. he taps the end of his his cane against the ground and rocks begin to scrape together, exposing that the wall is settling back into place and the mere illusion drops just like that. he's pouting but he's definitely not angry, it's hard to get that out of him. )
HES JUST GETTING HIMSELF IN TROUBLE
( there's no reason to continue playing around with them, it's an actual shame however, considering she could have been someone he could talk to in order to pass the time. there's a pause in his actions, holding his breath as he bites down on his tongue to remind himself that incantations will only lead to a mouth filled with metal. even though her nose raises high above caster, he can't help but feel a slither of pity at her words. does she not respect herself? his brow raises in curiosity while looking off to the side to stare at the walls, contemplating if he should just leave. )
First you speak so bold and now you cower down beneath your husband, I feel bad for whoever took you into their embrace. ( will he come to regret these words, possibly, it's more than likely but how else was he to reply to her statements. it doesn't seem like it was out of self-loathing and more to the point of respect, either way, caster doesn't care too much. yes, if he didn't care, he wouldn't have made his comment on how she might have been belittling herself, there's no need to think one doesn't matter as highly as the other in the relationship. of course, the way she speaks on the matter of him hiding doesn't make him want to remove it, only keeping it in place just in case something may happen. he's been called a coward, he's showed his feared when it calls for it — casters have to be smart or he'll wind up dead. )
You say you know your own but what do you know of me other than I'm the one who caught you from plummeting to the earth. ( he grumbles, rubbing at his cheek still despite the pain having already washed away. he's trying to calm himself down to get another look at the female, trying to understand what it is that she's speaking of. there is something different about her, slightly familiar and yet part of him doesn't want to accept it. )
I'm glad you understand that this body can withstand quite a bit but why should I remove my magic for the beastly woman that wanted to break my neck not too long ago! ( he's sensitive and she's already picked at his pride, he sees no reason to be compliant because what if that just means he'll have another handprint kissed along his cheem but he guesses there's a better way that this can be handled. he taps the end of his his cane against the ground and rocks begin to scrape together, exposing that the wall is settling back into place and the mere illusion drops just like that. he's pouting but he's definitely not angry, it's hard to get that out of him. )