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Did he call it or did he call it? Eris leaned back in his seat, rubbing his temples lightly. Getting tortured was a bad look and getting tortured by [i]Nox[/i] was certain to leave a mark, physically and psychologically speaking. He had a bad feeling the warrior princess wouldn't be too happy to know Ryner was intentionally sheltering them. For a pair that supposedly hadn't seen one another in some time, the fact that they were in such close proximity spoke volumes. Either they were pettier than most or they just let people think they were apart for whatever reason. He wouldn't question it, he wasn't exactly the poster boy for having an ideal relationship with his own sister, either.

Instead, he focused more on the princess' agreement, feigning hurt slightly at the comparison. [color=ccff99]"Being in the good grace of a bewitching woman such as Your Highness alone is a treat in and of itself,"[/color] He teased lightly, throwing her a wink. That said, the two had too much to gain and a lot to lose from the fallout, and having a favor in his pocket wasn't any small thing to scoff at. He'd have to make sure he used the chance wisely.

He perched his chin on his hand as he looked over at the Spellman, his anxiety rolling off of him in waves. Talk about not being able to hold it together. The kid could at least [i]pretend[/i] he was alright, but instead he just looked like a kicked puppy. Well, if he was trying to gain some sympathy, maybe the princess could toss some pity his way. Eris tried not to roll his eyes as he reached over and pat the guy's shoulder, motioning from him to get his shit together.

The knock on the door threw the entire room into tension, however, and Eris wouldn't have cared if it wasn't for the tension in Ryner's smile. Lovely, more problems to come. At least Alderman seemed to be on the same thought level, much to Eris' relief. [color=ccff99]"Throw as many sharp things to the throat as possible,"[/color] He muttered a response as he straightened up considerably. His hand-to-hand wasn't as rusty as it used to be thanks to the arena, but he wasn't too keen on practicing it in such a small space. And of course, it'd look bad if he ended up losing his mage inexplicably. [color=ccff99]"Otherwise, just stay behind me and keep your distance."[/color] As long as they kept their shit together, they would be fine. Probably.

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[sub][right]Sitting in a chair next to [@Scribe of Thoth] and [@Trainerblue192] wondering what BULLSHIT is gonna happen next.[/right][/sub]