If you ever need a partner for that, let me know. I've always be interested to see how we compare.
[ Clive may have a few years over Dion, but like himself, Dion began training at a young age. And keeping their skills sharp is important here, with no one knowing what each month will offer. The small smile is noted and it's cute. Dion is trying, and he gets it.
The thank you makes him wave his hand again a little, not quite dismissing it but awkwardly trying to show the other it's... not something Clive thinks needs to be thanked for. ]
Give yourself more credit.
[ All right, he's made this awkward enough and he moves to the door before it gets even more so. ]
[Is he talking about sparring? Or giving himself credit? Too bad, he doesn't give Clive time to ask. He follows after the man, making sure he can't turn back and ask any questions. You thought it was awkward already, Clive? Now Dion is hovering behind him. Looking.]
And rest I shall. [He gives a respectful little nod.] Take care, and try not to cause too much trouble about the place in the interim.
[You know, gotta tease to lighten the mood, lest Clive actually worry about him.]
[ Now that Tal is aware Dion is LOOMING and not LOOKING-
He turns to say goodbye and pauses, the looming makes him arch an eyebrow as he tilts his head up, but mostly in amusement. And a little bit of deciding it's unfair he's the eldest out of the three and still smaller.
All right, all right, he's going. And he actually laughs to the not cause too much trouble. It's a warm, slightly rough noise. ]
No promises.
[ He's not out to find trouble, but trouble finds them nonetheless. He nods back and turns to leave. ]
As Clive makes his way out of the door, Dion lingers. He doubts there's a single threat to be found in the inn, but he makes sure that the man makes it safely down the hall before remember that he failed to do exactly this for Joshua.
He should call him probably do something to rectify that. Oops.]
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[ Clive may have a few years over Dion, but like himself, Dion began training at a young age. And keeping their skills sharp is important here, with no one knowing what each month will offer. The small smile is noted and it's cute. Dion is trying, and he gets it.
The thank you makes him wave his hand again a little, not quite dismissing it but awkwardly trying to show the other it's... not something Clive thinks needs to be thanked for. ]
Give yourself more credit.
[ All right, he's made this awkward enough and he moves to the door before it gets even more so. ]
Rest, Dion, I'll contact you later.
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[Is he talking about sparring? Or giving himself credit? Too bad, he doesn't give Clive time to ask. He follows after the man, making sure he can't turn back and ask any questions. You thought it was awkward already, Clive? Now Dion is hovering behind him. Looking.]
And rest I shall. [He gives a respectful little nod.] Take care, and try not to cause too much trouble about the place in the interim.
[You know, gotta tease to lighten the mood, lest Clive actually worry about him.]
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He turns to say goodbye and pauses, the looming makes him arch an eyebrow as he tilts his head up, but mostly in amusement. And a little bit of deciding it's unfair he's the eldest out of the three and still smaller.
All right, all right, he's going. And he actually laughs to the not cause too much trouble. It's a warm, slightly rough noise. ]
No promises.
[ He's not out to find trouble, but trouble finds them nonetheless. He nods back and turns to leave. ]
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Anyway.]
I suppose I should not expect more.
[Said with half of a grin and everything.
As Clive makes his way out of the door, Dion lingers. He doubts there's a single threat to be found in the inn, but he makes sure that the man makes it safely down the hall before remember that he failed to do exactly this for Joshua.
He should
call himprobably do something to rectify that. Oops.]