[As if they needed any confirmation that was what he wanted to hear. His hands are slow to return to his sides, to let go of them, but return they do. Zekarion takes a long moment to look at them, to consider their words and the consequences of his own.]
This is what happens when I'm given hope... my dear.
[He starts to step around them. He needs a hard drink, and not one to simply magic away the consequences of.]
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[As if they needed any confirmation that was what he wanted to hear. His hands are slow to return to his sides, to let go of them, but return they do. Zekarion takes a long moment to look at them, to consider their words and the consequences of his own.]
This is what happens when I'm given hope... my dear.
[He starts to step around them. He needs a hard drink, and not one to simply magic away the consequences of.]