"Yes, ser." He's maybe a little too eager to reply, a little too relieved that the scolding's no more severe than it is. No, he shouldn't've gone into the forest, and he hopes his contrition for that is clear. (You ought to be ashamed, mutters something in the back of his head that sounds a little like his cousin, bowing your head so readily. He banishes it.)
And for all he's lapsed into a habit of humorless compliance, it's not in his nature to ignore a hint of a joke when it's made in his direction. His lips form into a twitch of a smile at Simon's words. "Very unfamiliar. Don't know how other Circles handle it, ser, but they didn't let us out to romp in the forest at Hasmal."
He pauses, considering a moment, before asking a careful question: "May I take up my staff again? I'll banish the glyphs, if you like."
It should be safe enough, now that there's a templar around who can escort him out of the forest. And, likely, all the way back to the Gallows in shame. (Don't think about that.)
tfw I'm calling them runes but they're actually named glyphs by the games whoops
And for all he's lapsed into a habit of humorless compliance, it's not in his nature to ignore a hint of a joke when it's made in his direction. His lips form into a twitch of a smile at Simon's words. "Very unfamiliar. Don't know how other Circles handle it, ser, but they didn't let us out to romp in the forest at Hasmal."
He pauses, considering a moment, before asking a careful question: "May I take up my staff again? I'll banish the glyphs, if you like."
It should be safe enough, now that there's a templar around who can escort him out of the forest. And, likely, all the way back to the Gallows in shame. (Don't think about that.)