[ He means it. He doesn't want anyone to die, of course, but to take advantage of a young girl like that... if he had perished in the process, he doubts many would mourn him. Jaime certainly wouldn't. Jaime has a feeling Ruka wouldn't either, but he doesn't know; she was young then, and hadn't seen quite as much death and destruction as she has now. He listens quietly as she talks, squirreling away the details of her life as eagerly as when he'd first met her. No wonder she's so comfortable around Khaji, he muses. She's missing friends of her own.
It must be a lonely thing, to be separated, but nowadays she's nearly lived more time without them than with them, hasn't she? ]
I'm glad you had them, [ he says, but doesn't have time to speak again as he comes face to face with the archway. He leans from one side to the other, as though seeing if it changes at all, but it doesn't. Of course this is what it looks like. Magic stuff always looks like something it's not. ]
Huh. [ He puts one tentative hand on the archway. Khaji towers above him, behind him, a protective presence even in this place where he's capable of nearly nothing. ] You've really gotta know how to navigate your way around here, don't you...?
[ He turns to her, then reaches out his hand. ]
Ready?
[ He'll step in -- but he'd rather have a hold of her first. ]
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[ He means it. He doesn't want anyone to die, of course, but to take advantage of a young girl like that... if he had perished in the process, he doubts many would mourn him. Jaime certainly wouldn't. Jaime has a feeling Ruka wouldn't either, but he doesn't know; she was young then, and hadn't seen quite as much death and destruction as she has now. He listens quietly as she talks, squirreling away the details of her life as eagerly as when he'd first met her. No wonder she's so comfortable around Khaji, he muses. She's missing friends of her own.
It must be a lonely thing, to be separated, but nowadays she's nearly lived more time without them than with them, hasn't she? ]
I'm glad you had them, [ he says, but doesn't have time to speak again as he comes face to face with the archway. He leans from one side to the other, as though seeing if it changes at all, but it doesn't. Of course this is what it looks like. Magic stuff always looks like something it's not. ]
Huh. [ He puts one tentative hand on the archway. Khaji towers above him, behind him, a protective presence even in this place where he's capable of nearly nothing. ] You've really gotta know how to navigate your way around here, don't you...?
[ He turns to her, then reaches out his hand. ]
Ready?
[ He'll step in -- but he'd rather have a hold of her first. ]