Amazing how he does that. Desmond thought, He should have been a priest, this one.
He did see the fear in her eyes however and he found his own, usually carefully locked away emotions trickling to the fore. He stared at the end of the staff pointed directly at his chest but felt no fear, only concern. At the mention of they, he remembered how woefully inadequate their current apartments were. He reassured the Mage with his eyes, offering her the well practiced smile from his youth and slowly turned his attention to the outside.
He stepped to the door, hand crossed across his midsection, flirting with the worn leather of his gladius.
He scanned the streets. No one.
He did see the fear in her eyes however and he found his own, usually carefully locked away emotions trickling to the fore. He stared at the end of the staff pointed directly at his chest but felt no fear, only concern. At the mention of they, he remembered how woefully inadequate their current apartments were. He reassured the Mage with his eyes, offering her the well practiced smile from his youth and slowly turned his attention to the outside.
He stepped to the door, hand crossed across his midsection, flirting with the worn leather of his gladius.
He scanned the streets. No one.
