[Fran would sooner leave an arrow in his face, probably.
Thrall is not unaccustomed to the roguish types, but it's been a while since he saw that posture in a human. Thrall carries himself like a warrior prince, and if he's a little uptight-- well, that's just how he is. He's barely twenty-seven and leading several thousand people of different races and backgrounds and cultures, trying not to get them all killed.
He lets Balthier's advice sit in the air for a while. Thrall's always been a bit impulsive. That's why he has a whole council of advisors... who are absent. But he knows wisdom when he hears it, and it makes him take a breath, recenter himself. The elements here are strange and alien to him, and the elements within Thrall are all twisted up and uncomfortable. He just... wants to leave.
He can go anywhere. There's no rush. But there's no escaping the current situation, either.]
A feast hardly makes up for... this. I have spent my free life trying to avoid unnecessary fighting. Petty bickering on a different world is not something I wish for me or my people to be involved in.
[He lets out a breath, and seems just a couple inches shorter for it. Not that it does much. This guy is fucking tall.]
However... your counsel is welcome. Thank you, stranger.
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Thrall is not unaccustomed to the roguish types, but it's been a while since he saw that posture in a human. Thrall carries himself like a warrior prince, and if he's a little uptight-- well, that's just how he is. He's barely twenty-seven and leading several thousand people of different races and backgrounds and cultures, trying not to get them all killed.
He lets Balthier's advice sit in the air for a while. Thrall's always been a bit impulsive. That's why he has a whole council of advisors... who are absent. But he knows wisdom when he hears it, and it makes him take a breath, recenter himself. The elements here are strange and alien to him, and the elements within Thrall are all twisted up and uncomfortable. He just... wants to leave.
He can go anywhere. There's no rush. But there's no escaping the current situation, either.]
A feast hardly makes up for... this. I have spent my free life trying to avoid unnecessary fighting. Petty bickering on a different world is not something I wish for me or my people to be involved in.
[He lets out a breath, and seems just a couple inches shorter for it. Not that it does much. This guy is fucking tall.]
However... your counsel is welcome. Thank you, stranger.