now, at the mention of the castle-ship, he does well enough to keep his expression neutral; that lance would automatically bring it into conversation when it's been gone for a considerable amount of time gives him pause, like there's something wrong with that but he doesn't dwell on it. can't, because now isn't the time and maybe they can figure it out later, when they're not both in danger of having their ( at least in this case, simulated ) lives cut short.
they're going to have time to talk once they're out of here. they have to, because it seems like there's going to need to be a lot of it.
instead, all he says is: ) If my arm ever does hula hoops, you'll be the first to know. Promise. ( because for some reason, that seems like the right thing to say. right now, at least.
even if there are going to be all manner of things to unpack from this once they're out of here; it's something he can think about more clearly once they're out of here at all, and wouldn't you know it, he's so confident in lance's ability to lead them into safety that he's stopped worrying entirely about his impending death … which of course is the best course of action here.
and. maybe the whole grandmaster thing will stay in place even once they're back in the ( relative ) safety of the real world. maybe. that remains to be seen. ( it absolutely will. ) ) You are not throwing a party just for that. ( does it look like he's grimacing? he might be close to it. or maybe scowling? one of the two. ) Let's just … work on getting past the guards. ( come on, grandmaster. let's do this. )
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now, at the mention of the castle-ship, he does well enough to keep his expression neutral; that lance would automatically bring it into conversation when it's been gone for a considerable amount of time gives him pause, like there's something wrong with that but he doesn't dwell on it. can't, because now isn't the time and maybe they can figure it out later, when they're not both in danger of having their ( at least in this case, simulated ) lives cut short.
they're going to have time to talk once they're out of here. they have to, because it seems like there's going to need to be a lot of it.
instead, all he says is: ) If my arm ever does hula hoops, you'll be the first to know. Promise. ( because for some reason, that seems like the right thing to say. right now, at least.
even if there are going to be all manner of things to unpack from this once they're out of here; it's something he can think about more clearly once they're out of here at all, and wouldn't you know it, he's so confident in lance's ability to lead them into safety that he's stopped worrying entirely about his impending death … which of course is the best course of action here.
and. maybe the whole grandmaster thing will stay in place even once they're back in the ( relative ) safety of the real world. maybe. that remains to be seen. ( it absolutely will. ) ) You are not throwing a party just for that. ( does it look like he's grimacing? he might be close to it. or maybe scowling? one of the two. ) Let's just … work on getting past the guards. ( come on, grandmaster. let's do this. )