It's fine... [ There's something familiar about the way the other boy speaks, but he can't quite put his finger on it...
But, putting aside how he blinks at that for a moment, he takes the offered hand with his own gloved one then and gets back to his feet. And the instant he does and Shinn speaks—that's right, he was thrown Allen's way by someone—the Exorcist's expression thins a little in sobered focus as he follows his gaze back to the mounted rider that threw Shinn in the first place, the soldier reigning the goat around to bear on them again.
Is that their foe then?
Tch... how annoying. Why did it have to be goats.
He rubs a trickle of blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. No matter. Comes with the territory of being bounced along the ground. ]
I'm with you. [ The two of them against that rider?
(His clawed left gauntlet to one side, and his other (white gloved) hand to the side with his fingers flared like someone about to draw a sword.)
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But, putting aside how he blinks at that for a moment, he takes the offered hand with his own gloved one then and gets back to his feet. And the instant he does and Shinn speaks—that's right, he was thrown Allen's way by someone—the Exorcist's expression thins a little in sobered focus as he follows his gaze back to the mounted rider that threw Shinn in the first place, the soldier reigning the goat around to bear on them again.
Is that their foe then?
Tch... how annoying. Why did it have to be goats.
He rubs a trickle of blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. No matter. Comes with the territory of being bounced along the ground. ]
I'm with you. [ The two of them against that rider?
(His clawed left gauntlet to one side, and his other (white gloved) hand to the side with his fingers flared like someone about to draw a sword.)
Sure. ]