( for a couple of terrifying minutes, gustave worries that the other man (whom he is grateful has taken away from his time to help him—not that gustave couldn't have helped himself) would attack the trio of annoying-and-stupid and kill them. he doesn't really know anyone here, nor their nature; how could he expect good in any and all of them?
then, beyond the terror, there is wonder.
magic, alike but different to what lune and sciel can cast on their own, a beautiful purple, elegant in their summoning.
thankfully — the trio flee, and gustave breathes a little sigh of relief. )
Oui, yes, my friend.
( gustave has always been a gentle soul, and while he hasn't met many new people back in his world, he is never without his politeness, without his want to foster kindness with others.
he approaches the other man, a little hesitant, as he surmises the situation. )
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then, beyond the terror, there is wonder.
magic, alike but different to what lune and sciel can cast on their own, a beautiful purple, elegant in their summoning.
thankfully — the trio flee, and gustave breathes a little sigh of relief. )
Oui, yes, my friend.
( gustave has always been a gentle soul, and while he hasn't met many new people back in his world, he is never without his politeness, without his want to foster kindness with others.
he approaches the other man, a little hesitant, as he surmises the situation. )
Thank you for your help.