( gustave's heart thunders, too, upon hearing a most familiar and welcome voice, but for exactly the opposite reason to sciel's own. relief floods his veins, shoulders relax, and there's a visible shift in how he carries himself, feeling lighter. )
I would say it is very rude and not just a bit.
( he grins up at her as she makes a truly sciel-like entrance.
one would never imagine what she's been through, and that's something that gustave earnestly respects, earnestly admires. how proud he is of his dear friend, of someone so close to his heart.
his bravado is back now, at least, and his relaxed stance eases into just seconds away from summoning his sword of choice. the trio seems a little more reticent now to do as planned, glancing between the two, like they're involved in an inside joke that they want nothing to do with.
very importantly, gustave adds, almost laughing, )
MON AMIE
I would say it is very rude and not just a bit.
( he grins up at her as she makes a truly sciel-like entrance.
one would never imagine what she's been through, and that's something that gustave earnestly respects, earnestly admires. how proud he is of his dear friend, of someone so close to his heart.
his bravado is back now, at least, and his relaxed stance eases into just seconds away from summoning his sword of choice. the trio seems a little more reticent now to do as planned, glancing between the two, like they're involved in an inside joke that they want nothing to do with.
very importantly, gustave adds, almost laughing, )
Bonjour, mon amie. You're a sight for sore eyes.