[The steady stream of pots being pushed off the shelf punctuates the rise in Joss's anxiety levels. Right now, defeating another Ascian seems entirely more feasible than putting an end to... this. Whatever this is.]
Hmm.
[The vaguely affirmative-yet-noncommittal hum is the only answer he can give Naren. This, too, is far outside his expertise, and though he does respect Naren's ability to admit it at all, as the only two people around it's not like they have much of a choice. Until some of the other Scions get back from their errands, they'll have to at least contain the situation.
Speaking of which, he's not so reckless as to jump headfirst into a rift of unknown origin. Instead, he grabs the first long and thin (and disposable) object he can find - this being a larder, it turns out to be a baguette - and... slowly tries to poke the rift with it.
Alisaie would probably have a lot to say about his fencing.]
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Hmm.
[The vaguely affirmative-yet-noncommittal hum is the only answer he can give Naren. This, too, is far outside his expertise, and though he does respect Naren's ability to admit it at all, as the only two people around it's not like they have much of a choice. Until some of the other Scions get back from their errands, they'll have to at least contain the situation.
Speaking of which, he's not so reckless as to jump headfirst into a rift of unknown origin. Instead, he grabs the first long and thin (and disposable) object he can find - this being a larder, it turns out to be a baguette - and... slowly tries to poke the rift with it.
Alisaie would probably have a lot to say about his fencing.]