[color=A0A0A0][h2]Fleuri Jodeau[/h2][/color]

This must be the head, Fleuri assessed.  The helmet encasing it was a perfect match to what he had seen Halestadt previously wearing, and the tall knight reacted upon picking it up.

Fleuri didn't try to peek at what was inside the helmet.  Whatever Haelstadt's reason for concealing their face, he'd respect it.  He in fact had a certain fondness for the romantic trope of anonymous, helmeted knights taking the field in tournaments or on battlefields.  It wasn't exactly a realistic depiction- for any tourney of any worthwhile prestige, there tended to be a number of roadblocks to entering (as Renar could very bitterly attest to), and no organizer would let some random stranger hiding in a suit of armor take a precious competitor slot, but regardless, it was a concept that Fleuri liked.  His own ancestor, Armand Jodeau, had a reputation for rarely showing his face to others, to the point that the paintings of Armand in both the Jodeau manor and Candaeln depicted him helmeted.

He had no idea what Haelstadt was- some sort of undead, perhaps?  Generally, decapitation was effective in eliminating the threat of undead, but perhaps there were some for which it was merely an inconvenience?  Whatever the reason, while Reon generally disapproved of undead, exceptions such as the Roses' very own Tyaethe was proof that they couldn't just run around and condemn people for not dying when killed.

Again, it was none of his business, and it was generally prudent to not pry too hard into an immortal knight's business.

[color=A0A0A0]"Here you go,"[/color] Fleuri spoke, handing the helmet over to the black knight, careful to not let the head fall out.  He was unsure what'd happen next, although he [i]was[/i] a little curious as to whether Haelstadt would be able to simply reattach it by sticking it on their shoulders, or if they'd have to carry it back to have it fixed later.

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