[ he chuckles, soft and easy, his expression lending credence to his words. he doesn't mind expounding on this topic, it certainly isn't affecting his mood, he just finds it.. funny, that's all. not the sort of thing you'd expect to be talking about at a time like this. ]
By all means, philosophize away.
[ he waves one hand dismissively before, with that same hand, he produces a lovely, delicate glass made of ice, into which he pours a generous amount of wine. he passes it to albedo. ]
no subject
[ he chuckles, soft and easy, his expression lending credence to his words. he doesn't mind expounding on this topic, it certainly isn't affecting his mood, he just finds it.. funny, that's all. not the sort of thing you'd expect to be talking about at a time like this. ]
By all means, philosophize away.
[ he waves one hand dismissively before, with that same hand, he produces a lovely, delicate glass made of ice, into which he pours a generous amount of wine. he passes it to albedo. ]
Trying to work on the art of relaxation?