( Once more conversational, academic. As if he has born hundreds, thousands of similar conversations, wrestling the youth of Gusu Lan towards a logical conclusion. Ferry a child back to his senses, and he will rediscover his footing. This, Bucky is yet to learn.
...slowly, slowly. As simply and elegantly achieved as the next turn through the corridors, gently pivoting while a slew of paladins flock and fumble, swarming in. He murmurs the silhouette of excuses, nods apologetically, lets them by.
They are obstacles here, tolerated nuisances. Foreign and strange. )
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( Once more conversational, academic. As if he has born hundreds, thousands of similar conversations, wrestling the youth of Gusu Lan towards a logical conclusion. Ferry a child back to his senses, and he will rediscover his footing. This, Bucky is yet to learn.
...slowly, slowly. As simply and elegantly achieved as the next turn through the corridors, gently pivoting while a slew of paladins flock and fumble, swarming in. He murmurs the silhouette of excuses, nods apologetically, lets them by.
They are obstacles here, tolerated nuisances. Foreign and strange. )
Where do you flee?