Ezra sighed too, taking a moment to relax before he yanked the longsword out of the ground, not as easy to do as it had been to drive it in. Adrenaline maybe. He rolled his shoulder, glancing aside as Nadir took out his phone with a curious look.
Roman said something, and Ezra looked back to him, eyes skimming over Rhys for just a second. Suddenly he recalled the whole of the situation and stiffened, not bothering to mask his distrust. Maybe a good thing he hadn't healed the rogue right away.
"...yeah," he said. Couldn't deny it with spirit armour on, could he? "Unless you want the old one. He's in the kitchen."
Despite the bravado, there was a green tinge to his face and he glanced aside. Nadir was texting something, an annoyed look on his face as he looked up to check something, but he could tell the spellsword's attention was on them also. "Okay, my turn. Two questions, right? Who are you, and what do you want?"
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Roman said something, and Ezra looked back to him, eyes skimming over Rhys for just a second. Suddenly he recalled the whole of the situation and stiffened, not bothering to mask his distrust. Maybe a good thing he hadn't healed the rogue right away.
"...yeah," he said. Couldn't deny it with spirit armour on, could he? "Unless you want the old one. He's in the kitchen."
Despite the bravado, there was a green tinge to his face and he glanced aside. Nadir was texting something, an annoyed look on his face as he looked up to check something, but he could tell the spellsword's attention was on them also. "Okay, my turn. Two questions, right? Who are you, and what do you want?"