It is in part because they asked. There is something about knowing the Knight wants to - offered to - wants to walk with him, no need to second-guess, enough. Lemm swipes his bag from the floor and moves -
- Did he dislodge something in his eagerness to get up? Lemm turns back with the intent to gently stop whatever coin or badge or sigil it was before it spins to a halt, worrying that it might be something fragile, but - that isn't his.
The Knight cannot have simply not heard it. Fine. He's antsy, as well. It can sit there until they return for it. Lemm flaps a hand over his shoulder dismissively, like the gesture equivalent of talking to himself, and comes out to lock the door behind them both.
"There's a ground route through the north to east side of the Capital," he informs them, fumbling his key back into his bag. (They're with him. No need to stow the thing.) "Roundabout, for where we're headed." It's a suggestion, and toned as such.
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- Did he dislodge something in his eagerness to get up? Lemm turns back with the intent to gently stop whatever coin or badge or sigil it was before it spins to a halt, worrying that it might be something fragile, but - that isn't his.
The Knight cannot have simply not heard it. Fine. He's antsy, as well. It can sit there until they return for it. Lemm flaps a hand over his shoulder dismissively, like the gesture equivalent of talking to himself, and comes out to lock the door behind them both.
"There's a ground route through the north to east side of the Capital," he informs them, fumbling his key back into his bag. (They're with him. No need to stow the thing.) "Roundabout, for where we're headed." It's a suggestion, and toned as such.