Cautionary tale? Two women, not sisters. Compliments and pride... He's smiling in harmless amusement when Emily whispers to him, but his mind is elsewhere grinding away at thoughts. It's only when he hears Isidor's name that he blinks and returns to the conversation at hand, smiling once more but this time humbly.
"She mentioned me?..." He tries to fight away a smile, because he can't appear too charmed, but it's so difficult in light of the good news. Somehow he hadn't expected that she might have told anyone about him in any capacity. To say it's a pleasant surprise is an understatement.
And that's when it hits him. There's a unique kind of realization that crosses his features as he looks from woman to woman. It is, without a doubt, the expression of a man who's suddenly privy to their situation. Certainly a look Emily and Tia have seen before. But when the understanding sinks in he's still smiling. Not a gloating smile, not an amused gawking, but the happy expression of a man who's seeing old acquaintances for the first time in years.
Still, he must remember his manners – or be reminded of them. Being called a 'sword for killing' causes the runeblade's runes to flash brightly and the eyes of the skull to flare to wild life. It's flattered, really! Harrowheart, stop daydreaming and get back in the conversation! With a little shake of his head and another half-dozen rapid blinks he returns his attention to Hephaestia and her question. "Hmm? Oh. That's... That's a real good question. I don't think anyone knows the answer, 'cause the livin' aren't allowed in Acherus. There are a few other runeforges around my world, but the undead there kill anyone who ain't one of them on sight. Next time I'm home, I'll ask. I'd say I'd get you some plans for one, if I could, but... Runeblades're dangerous weapons. I'd hate to help you create somethin' you might regret."
He takes his blade in one hand then and says with a hint of pride, "They appreciated your compliment, by the way. Ain't many folks in the in-between world where I met Viatorus that care about a blade and what it's made for. They don't hear that kinda sweet talk too often. Would you like to see somethin' special they can do?"
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Date: 2017-06-20 04:03 pm (UTC)"She mentioned me?..." He tries to fight away a smile, because he can't appear too charmed, but it's so difficult in light of the good news. Somehow he hadn't expected that she might have told anyone about him in any capacity. To say it's a pleasant surprise is an understatement.
And that's when it hits him. There's a unique kind of realization that crosses his features as he looks from woman to woman. It is, without a doubt, the expression of a man who's suddenly privy to their situation. Certainly a look Emily and Tia have seen before. But when the understanding sinks in he's still smiling. Not a gloating smile, not an amused gawking, but the happy expression of a man who's seeing old acquaintances for the first time in years.
Still, he must remember his manners – or be reminded of them. Being called a 'sword for killing' causes the runeblade's runes to flash brightly and the eyes of the skull to flare to wild life. It's flattered, really! Harrowheart, stop daydreaming and get back in the conversation! With a little shake of his head and another half-dozen rapid blinks he returns his attention to Hephaestia and her question. "Hmm? Oh. That's... That's a real good question. I don't think anyone knows the answer, 'cause the livin' aren't allowed in Acherus. There are a few other runeforges around my world, but the undead there kill anyone who ain't one of them on sight. Next time I'm home, I'll ask. I'd say I'd get you some plans for one, if I could, but... Runeblades're dangerous weapons. I'd hate to help you create somethin' you might regret."
He takes his blade in one hand then and says with a hint of pride, "They appreciated your compliment, by the way. Ain't many folks in the in-between world where I met Viatorus that care about a blade and what it's made for. They don't hear that kinda sweet talk too often. Would you like to see somethin' special they can do?"