He can't understand the whole of what they're going through, obviously. But it assuages a great deal of his concern to know they're capable of saying this much. The Knight has never fibbed about anything. A little of the tight feeling in his chest smooths itself over; the rest remains as a stubborn knot.
"That's good to hear."
His tone is... heavy. How are you? - Better. - That's good to hear. What a totally ordinary exchange, except that they're effectively a deity whose own rage apparently frightens them. That's good to hear poorly covers it. Even so he suspects it's the only correct thing to say.
Lemm's hand smooths back and forth over the shell of his chest a couple of times as he considers how best to broach the other topic that desperately needs broaching. It should probably be done now, so that he can't be accused of withholding information.
Hmm. Bluntly? Yes, bluntly.
Lemm unceremoniously drops the bombshell: "I ran into the... into your sibling. Siblings," he corrects, suddenly uncertain. "They're fine," he clarifies, quickly. "Can't say it went well, but they're fine." Ah. Saying that out loud does make the anxious feeling spike considerably; Lemm darts his eyes away for a moment. He is discovering unpleasant new facets to this thing as he goes.
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"That's good to hear."
His tone is... heavy. How are you? - Better. - That's good to hear. What a totally ordinary exchange, except that they're effectively a deity whose own rage apparently frightens them. That's good to hear poorly covers it. Even so he suspects it's the only correct thing to say.
Lemm's hand smooths back and forth over the shell of his chest a couple of times as he considers how best to broach the other topic that desperately needs broaching. It should probably be done now, so that he can't be accused of withholding information.
Hmm. Bluntly? Yes, bluntly.
Lemm unceremoniously drops the bombshell: "I ran into the... into your sibling. Siblings," he corrects, suddenly uncertain. "They're fine," he clarifies, quickly. "Can't say it went well, but they're fine." Ah. Saying that out loud does make the anxious feeling spike considerably; Lemm darts his eyes away for a moment. He is discovering unpleasant new facets to this thing as he goes.