[ Grinning, Sion can only think of the present where Lavi matches him pace for pace, and there is a measure of fun to be found in darting away and leaving all of one's troubles behind. Though...! Sion is acutely aware of the instant in which his captive's the other man's footfalls begin to slow, signaling a stop which so too brings the Director himself to a halt.
It is with a precise economy of motion that he releases his hold upon the other man, continues forward for exactly one step, before pivoting neatly upon his heel to face his companion—gold eyes which are lambent, creating an after-image with their own light, interlocking with green. ]
H'oh? You're out of breath, already? [ —the words are a gentle tease, utterly devoid of malice but surely boasting a capricious lilt; an air of something whimsy and belonging only to the sky. ]
You'll have to be better prepared for next time. The civilians here are... ah, rather relentless in their pursuit.
[ ...way to make them sound like a mob, Sion...
And way to sound overly cheery while doing it??? ]
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his captive'sthe other man's footfalls begin to slow, signaling a stop which so too brings the Director himself to a halt.It is with a precise economy of motion that he releases his hold upon the other man, continues forward for exactly one step, before pivoting neatly upon his heel to face his companion—gold eyes which are lambent, creating an after-image with their own light, interlocking with green. ]
H'oh? You're out of breath, already? [ —the words are a gentle tease, utterly devoid of malice but surely boasting a capricious lilt; an air of something whimsy and belonging only to the sky. ]
You'll have to be better prepared for next time. The civilians here are... ah, rather relentless in their pursuit.
[ ...way to make them sound like a mob, Sion...
And way to sound overly cheery while doing it??? ]