Aymeric just nods easily, though in truth he's a little grateful - he doesn't expect Estinien to ask anything that others haven't already heard, but he also doesn't know what he'll ask, what kind of thing a man like him might want to find out. As much as he's tried to learn about the other knight since first laying eyes on him, there's still so much about him that's a mystery, so much he hides behind a wall.
It's a wall Aymeric would very much like to bring down.
Aymeric at least spares enough of his attention to give a nod to one or two of the onlookers, but he sweeps after Estinien fast enough to discourage any questions or conversation.
He takes the offered waterskin with a quiet thank you, takes a long sip and tries to focus on the questions and not how Estinien looks all worked up and sweaty.
"I do hope that is not your first question, it would be rather a waste." He observes with a faint smirk "Aye, though, I am of House Borel."
By adoption, but that's more information than he's ben asked for. Not that he's counting it as a question.
"I'm not sure I have any grand plans, in truth." He admits with a light laugh "I imagine I will likely remain with the Temple Knights, perhaps work my way to some kind of command if I am able, though I daresay that is a consideration for the future."
If he even has one - they take their lives in their hands every time they step onto the battlefield, after all.
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Re: No it's perfect <3
Date: 2024-04-10 11:17 pm (UTC)Aymeric just nods easily, though in truth he's a little grateful - he doesn't expect Estinien to ask anything that others haven't already heard, but he also doesn't know what he'll ask, what kind of thing a man like him might want to find out. As much as he's tried to learn about the other knight since first laying eyes on him, there's still so much about him that's a mystery, so much he hides behind a wall.
It's a wall Aymeric would very much like to bring down.
Aymeric at least spares enough of his attention to give a nod to one or two of the onlookers, but he sweeps after Estinien fast enough to discourage any questions or conversation.
He takes the offered waterskin with a quiet thank you, takes a long sip and tries to focus on the questions and not how Estinien looks all worked up and sweaty.
"I do hope that is not your first question, it would be rather a waste." He observes with a faint smirk "Aye, though, I am of House Borel."
By adoption, but that's more information than he's ben asked for. Not that he's counting it as a question.
"I'm not sure I have any grand plans, in truth." He admits with a light laugh "I imagine I will likely remain with the Temple Knights, perhaps work my way to some kind of command if I am able, though I daresay that is a consideration for the future."
If he even has one - they take their lives in their hands every time they step onto the battlefield, after all.