[it's a positive note, but...vague. company this time leaves things open to speculate that such things as water guardians and ambushes were still as rampant without him there.
he'll take the approval, but not without carrying the weight of what if along with it.]
What the--
[in hoisting himself up into the spatial shift, Zel nearly shoves Emery over, but catches himself by the edges of the suitcase, grimacing and blinking through the daylight and change of scenery.
no subject
he'll take the approval, but not without carrying the weight of what if along with it.]
What the--
[in hoisting himself up into the spatial shift, Zel nearly shoves Emery over, but catches himself by the edges of the suitcase, grimacing and blinking through the daylight and change of scenery.
where the hell is the ground?!
...there it is. okay. wait--
wagon??
he looks around, over his shoulder.]
How far have we gone...?