[Astolfo yelps in response to being crashed into by something wriggly and unfamiliar, swivelling around and summoning his lance-
-and then he registers who's talking to him. The alarm on his face fades into annoyance, with undertones of disgust.]
Maybe I should've been.
[He briefly considers the weapon in his hand, but dismisses it in a golden glow as quickly as he summoned it. Beating on a defenseless eel man wasn't the style of a hero, even if said eel man had done terrible things to someone dear to him.
He sighs, and folds his arms, looking Shido up and down. He had to admit the eel thing was cool, but he wasn't going to say it out loud.]
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-and then he registers who's talking to him. The alarm on his face fades into annoyance, with undertones of disgust.]
Maybe I should've been.
[He briefly considers the weapon in his hand, but dismisses it in a golden glow as quickly as he summoned it. Beating on a defenseless eel man wasn't the style of a hero, even if said eel man had done terrible things to someone dear to him.
He sighs, and folds his arms, looking Shido up and down. He had to admit the eel thing was cool, but he wasn't going to say it out loud.]
What are you doing here?