Dealing with spirits was always strange and it took a while to get a handle on the individual quirks they had. The way Priya slowly faded to then come rushing back. Theo could only guess at the reason, connecting it to her visible relief. At his reassurance that running was fine? Possibly, or maybe she was just relieved he wasn't coming with some nonsense about calling her a coward. It wasn't as simple as the brave and the craven if that had been what she'd been thinking. Theo didn't ask, leaving it to just his speculation as she turned the question onto him.
The Englishman couldn't help the huffed laugh at being asked if he fought a lot. He bowed his head briefly, clasping his hands before he looked back up, fixing her with a sardonic grin. “Far more than I'd like, but yes, I do a fair bit of fighting myself.”
The Englishman couldn't help the huffed laugh at being asked if he fought a lot. He bowed his head briefly, clasping his hands before he looked back up, fixing her with a sardonic grin. “Far more than I'd like, but yes, I do a fair bit of fighting myself.”