[And now, if her hesitant reply is any indication, he's making it worse, which is the exact opposite of his intent today. Perhaps if he had simply kept to his own business and not approached her at all...
No. He will not allow himself to spiral. He simply will not. This is not about him.
Barok pushes himself to his feet, for once allowing himself a heavy sigh. The bench is now practically useless, and he won't sit there while the girl stands awkwardly there on her own. For the moment, he scowls at the ice and his own frosty trail, though he attempts to choose his words in a more sympathetic fashion.]
All of this, and you are still running about for the sake of others.
[It's not a surprise, by now, and he doesn't sound surprised. Mildly disappointed, perhaps; concerned, for however much that may come through his stony demeanor. And whatever he says, she's unlikely to stop. If anyone could get her to lie down and rest a while, it wouldn't be him, he thinks. Then what can he do? ... he has a notion, however much he might not like it.]
Miss Mikotoba. Have you received any physical, or... magical training?
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No. He will not allow himself to spiral. He simply will not. This is not about him.
Barok pushes himself to his feet, for once allowing himself a heavy sigh. The bench is now practically useless, and he won't sit there while the girl stands awkwardly there on her own. For the moment, he scowls at the ice and his own frosty trail, though he attempts to choose his words in a more sympathetic fashion.]
All of this, and you are still running about for the sake of others.
[It's not a surprise, by now, and he doesn't sound surprised. Mildly disappointed, perhaps; concerned, for however much that may come through his stony demeanor. And whatever he says, she's unlikely to stop. If anyone could get her to lie down and rest a while, it wouldn't be him, he thinks. Then what can he do? ... he has a notion, however much he might not like it.]
Miss Mikotoba. Have you received any physical, or... magical training?