[Clive might not bother, but Dion offers it all the same. He steps out of the entryway, motioning with his head toward the chairs situated at a little table inside. It's far from the glamorous parlor of his home, but Dion doubts Clive will mind.]
I see there are no secrets between brothers. [There's a mild note of exasperation in his voice, but also a strange hint of amusement too. It was foolish to expect privacy between the two of them.] Not terribly far. I still have full range of motion in my arm, which is more than I can ask for.
[The second question does give Dion pause. After seating himself, he turns his gaze fully to Clive.]
You know how to reverse it? [His brow furrows as he glances toward Clive's stone hand. But then... that was different, was it not? Joshua had explained that this world had exacted a toll.]
As for your request for a spar, I will have to decline for the time being. I suspect my healer would be cross should he find out I was straining myself. The last thing I want is to encourage him to strain himself, when I know his brother would have my head for it.
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I see there are no secrets between brothers. [There's a mild note of exasperation in his voice, but also a strange hint of amusement too. It was foolish to expect privacy between the two of them.] Not terribly far. I still have full range of motion in my arm, which is more than I can ask for.
[The second question does give Dion pause. After seating himself, he turns his gaze fully to Clive.]
You know how to reverse it? [His brow furrows as he glances toward Clive's stone hand. But then... that was different, was it not? Joshua had explained that this world had exacted a toll.]
As for your request for a spar, I will have to decline for the time being. I suspect my healer would be cross should he find out I was straining myself. The last thing I want is to encourage him to strain himself, when I know his brother would have my head for it.