[ at chuuya's inquiry, vane can only really cock his head to the side in confusion? that was his name, right? he's almost about to tease chuuya for forgetting his own name (not really seeing the connection here that his nickname might not be appreciated), but obviously there's definitely something supernatural going on here, and in light of that he temporarily withholds his words.
he follows closely behind chuuya, pretty much obeying his words to a tee. he even holds onto his shoulder for good measure; barely making out the distance between them in the dark. he's alert enough at the sight ahead of them that he doesn't seem to notice chuuya's abilities just yet. ] Me?
[ who else... ] Of course! Despite how I look, I'm a Knight, you know? [ but he also probably should have grabbed his spear. he's definitely left it leaned against one of the nearby statues' stands. nothing he can do about it now. either way— ]
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he follows closely behind chuuya, pretty much obeying his words to a tee. he even holds onto his shoulder for good measure; barely making out the distance between them in the dark. he's alert enough at the sight ahead of them that he doesn't seem to notice chuuya's abilities just yet. ] Me?
[ who else... ] Of course! Despite how I look, I'm a Knight, you know? [ but he also probably should have grabbed his spear. he's definitely left it leaned against one of the nearby statues' stands. nothing he can do about it now. either way— ]
What about you?