[A stalwart type, isn't he? Takasugi recognizes interest when he sees it, laden heavy in focused, discerning eyes. A stare he returns dully, before turning his head over his shoulder to appraise the discussion behind him.
Doesn't seem to be going anywhere.]
We're in a tough spot. Seems like we've caught a fish too big for our boat. [A nod to the prisoners, though he won't be indicating which of the lot is the misplaced noble.] The pursuit is more than we expected.
To get out of here, there are two options those guys are considering.
Fight, or barter with hostages. Knock a few of 'em off so they know we're serious.
[He approaches, crouches, though not so low that he's not looking down at the captive.] Help out, and I'll cut you- [His eyes wander from Lancelot to the others,] All of you. Free.
no subject
Doesn't seem to be going anywhere.]
We're in a tough spot. Seems like we've caught a fish too big for our boat. [A nod to the prisoners, though he won't be indicating which of the lot is the misplaced noble.] The pursuit is more than we expected.
To get out of here, there are two options those guys are considering.
Fight, or barter with hostages. Knock a few of 'em off so they know we're serious.
[He approaches, crouches, though not so low that he's not looking down at the captive.] Help out, and I'll cut you- [His eyes wander from Lancelot to the others,] All of you. Free.