[ He notes the flying creature. How odd. Something from this world? Well, he will most assuredly dissect every animal that exists where they are. But, he pushes that thought aside. ]
There is little to thank. [ Thunderland refuses the thanks and the gratitude. It means nothing at this point, doesn't it? Hopefully, the threat -- and promise -- should be enough to ensure the young man not throw his life away anymore foolishly than he is now. ]
Until next we meet. Either in person or on my slab. [ He turns his head, indicating that it is over. Indicating that he would rather not have to watch him run off by himself while Thunderland recuperates. ]
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There is little to thank. [ Thunderland refuses the thanks and the gratitude. It means nothing at this point, doesn't it? Hopefully, the threat -- and promise -- should be enough to ensure the young man not throw his life away anymore foolishly than he is now. ]
Until next we meet. Either in person or on my slab. [ He turns his head, indicating that it is over. Indicating that he would rather not have to watch him run off by himself while Thunderland recuperates. ]