[Sandalphon all but grimaces at the suggestion that he's at all worried, folding his arms across his chest. If anything it would be inconvenient if something rendered Lucio catatonic or otherwise useless, especially when he doesn't know where any of the others are. He has no interest in dragging anyone around, and it would hamper his efforts in rounding up the rest of the crew.
Assuming they're somewhere in this noisesome, foreign place]
I'm not afraid of fruit [And he states as much slowly, flatly, that he may be sure Lucio understands] but I have no interest in stuffing my face.
[Not that Lucio is gorging himself on fruit the way Vyrn does with apples if only he knew someone here dislikes apples, but needling can go both ways. And that's how he chooses to see this pointless indulgence in produce, when they ought to regroup with the others and find their way out of this place]
no subject
Assuming they're somewhere in this noisesome, foreign place]
I'm not afraid of fruit [And he states as much slowly, flatly, that he may be sure Lucio understands] but I have no interest in stuffing my face.
[Not that Lucio is gorging himself on fruit the way Vyrn does with apples
if only he knew someone here dislikes apples, but needling can go both ways. And that's how he chooses to see this pointless indulgence in produce, when they ought to regroup with the others and find their way out of this place]Are you truly unconcerned with all this?