At least if they're here, they shouldn't be too hard to track down? It'd be hard to hide a horse or pegasus in the middle of a city. I wonder-- haha, I wonder if they have stables that we could look at? [Very, very hard to hide the sort of horse bred for battle. Thank goodness he hasn't even thought about wyverns, else he'll end up doubled over in laughter at poor Minerva trying to land to the horror of an entirely civilian city.
...And that's assuming they know what wyverns and pegasi are.
But the tittering bubbles back to a rather bemused (and yet again, flustered) frown when he hears that his return would be desired.] Um! Um...Really? Haha, I didn't think anyone would remember me, if I'm honest. I'm certainly no-- Well, I'm not you, am I? [Quick leap on the subject of Ryan that's always a good one go go go!!!] Gods, I'm glad to hear you say that milord; he's a good boy, but I was worried that he might get bullied or something. He'll be a fine archer some day, but I wish that he didn't have to be. [After all, despite the immense pride at having his precious brother join the Altean ranks, there's a nagging fear of being the reason for him marching to his death.
Still, the pride's too strong to be swallowed by that guilt. Gordin shakes off the wistfulness in his tone and returns the smile, turning it into something hesitantly playful at the idea of Marth ever not being completely swamped by work and drama.] I don't believe you for a second, if you'll pardon my saying so. You always seem to end up with more on your plate, even with an army to help you; it might be forward of me to say, but you can't spend so many years serving under someone without picking up on things like that--
Oh! Chris...I've read about Chris. [But the letters never did specify a gender...Better tread carefully.] I'm glad that you've at least had so much support, and that things might have worked out so that I can be of some help too.
[It's a little difficult to be so forward about his feelings at the best of times, let alone now, but...Bless him, Gordin's going to try to speak above a shy mumble when he gets it out.] ...I don't know how much use I'll be on my own, but if we are the only ones here...Then I'll do my best for you, sire. Anything you need of me! I mean, it's the least I can do after, er...Everything.
WOW i need those are you gonna carry me everywhere X-(
...And that's assuming they know what wyverns and pegasi are.
But the tittering bubbles back to a rather bemused (and yet again, flustered) frown when he hears that his return would be desired.]
Um! Um...Really? Haha, I didn't think anyone would remember me, if I'm honest. I'm certainly no-- Well, I'm not you, am I?
[Quick leap on the subject of Ryan that's always a good one go go go!!!]
Gods, I'm glad to hear you say that milord; he's a good boy, but I was worried that he might get bullied or something. He'll be a fine archer some day, but I wish that he didn't have to be. [After all, despite the immense pride at having his precious brother join the Altean ranks, there's a nagging fear of being the reason for him marching to his death.
Still, the pride's too strong to be swallowed by that guilt. Gordin shakes off the wistfulness in his tone and returns the smile, turning it into something hesitantly playful at the idea of Marth ever not being completely swamped by work and drama.]
I don't believe you for a second, if you'll pardon my saying so. You always seem to end up with more on your plate, even with an army to help you; it might be forward of me to say, but you can't spend so many years serving under someone without picking up on things like that--
Oh! Chris...I've read about Chris. [But the letters never did specify a gender...Better tread carefully.] I'm glad that you've at least had so much support, and that things might have worked out so that I can be of some help too.
[It's a little difficult to be so forward about his feelings at the best of times, let alone now, but...Bless him, Gordin's going to try to speak above a shy mumble when he gets it out.]
...I don't know how much use I'll be on my own, but if we are the only ones here...Then I'll do my best for you, sire. Anything you need of me! I mean, it's the least I can do after, er...Everything.