For a while he thought he might get used to this. Now he's fairly sure he is, or he's getting there. Whatever it is that he can't name them, it clicked into place when he wasn't paying attention, and it makes this so much easier.
It's a while before he takes notice of the way their mask is subtly tilting, the numb-adjacent feeling of Void creeping in as the shape he's holding onto feels bit by bit less solid -
(Lemm holds his position. Perhaps it spooks him, a little. He decides even as he's gingerly loosening his grip around the melting shadow that his nerves should not be their business now, but he steals a glance down.)
- The Knight flinches away from him, and Lemm is cautious not to make a grab this time like he had when they'd spilled the tea.
Hesitantly, he lets his empty hands settle down onto the counter, and he watches them with a carefully-schooled expression, the one that serves as whatever Lemm has that is closest to polite.
"Should I be worried about whatever that was?" First things first.
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It's a while before he takes notice of the way their mask is subtly tilting, the numb-adjacent feeling of Void creeping in as the shape he's holding onto feels bit by bit less solid -
(Lemm holds his position. Perhaps it spooks him, a little. He decides even as he's gingerly loosening his grip around the melting shadow that his nerves should not be their business now, but he steals a glance down.)
- The Knight flinches away from him, and Lemm is cautious not to make a grab this time like he had when they'd spilled the tea.
Hesitantly, he lets his empty hands settle down onto the counter, and he watches them with a carefully-schooled expression, the one that serves as whatever Lemm has that is closest to polite.
"Should I be worried about whatever that was?" First things first.