Mmhm. [Rhus has noticed as well. Though it's best he didn't have to appraise anyone of what could happen-- he's never been good at that. Thank the Twelve and the kami for Far Eastern practicality.
And Takame's own sense.
Rhus lights his pipe with a match he'd scrounged up earlier, taking a long, luxurious first drag then exhaling almost just as slowly, letting the smoke fill his lungs and nose, letting the fogweed relax him no matter how much he wants to fidget.]
That's why we're here-- we fight the battles so the local peoples don't need to, I s'pect. [But they're adventurers. This is part of what they do, even if circumstances are... different from what they know.]
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And Takame's own sense.
Rhus lights his pipe with a match he'd scrounged up earlier, taking a long, luxurious first drag then exhaling almost just as slowly, letting the smoke fill his lungs and nose, letting the fogweed relax him no matter how much he wants to fidget.]
That's why we're here-- we fight the battles so the local peoples don't need to, I s'pect. [But they're adventurers. This is part of what they do, even if circumstances are... different from what they know.]