Oh, that wasn't a threat.

[ This is a friendly murmur, so surely he means ha ha, let's enjoy this joke together and not 'that was a promise,' right? I'm. Thus begins a lengthy list of apologies for Lex, probably. He changes the subject, at least, as my guitar gently weeps.]

You sound like a Marcher. Not Markham - my old stomping grounds, I'd know - Tantervale?

[ Lex just. May in some cases be an annoying ball of walking info mod, but if it's likely he'd be wrong than by all means. ]