[ Anyone looking on might think the two of them were on friendly terms. What terms are they on now, anyway? Coming down from the high of the bout, Wriothesley does wonder. But it only lasts a moment in the face of Lyney's little taunt. Cheeky damned kid. ]
I don't take bruises our Head Nurse can't patch up. [ Which reminds him, he's in for a scolding if he doesn't get a move on. Whoops. ] Until next time.
[ He makes his way for the exit, deciding he'll ponder on the handful of mistakes he made during the match on his stroll to the infirmary. The alternative is wondering what manner of conversation just transpired--maybe a mistake in itself, or maybe another little victory. ]
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I don't take bruises our Head Nurse can't patch up. [ Which reminds him, he's in for a scolding if he doesn't get a move on. Whoops. ] Until next time.
[ He makes his way for the exit, deciding he'll ponder on the handful of mistakes he made during the match on his stroll to the infirmary. The alternative is wondering what manner of conversation just transpired--maybe a mistake in itself, or maybe another little victory. ]