Date: 2019-07-24 01:57 am (UTC)
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He was plenty glad to leave the room and their discussion behind-- but J'tomo seemed to be intent upon wringing more out of him. He didn't like it. Estinien had never much liked being the center of attention. He had been glad for the mantle of Azure Dragoon, that he might be more or less invisible behind it. Again, he found himself longing for the comfort of a helmet to hide behind.

As J'tomo cut to the chase so very casually, he nearly wished that he had succeeded in killing or maiming the man all those years ago when they had first fought each other in Coerthas.

"Why does it matter? And-- and who talks about such things in polite company?!"

Estinien demanded as the walked, his lance still firmly in his hand. All the same, the talk of drinking with Aymeric and how easily he spoke of anything and everything in his heart was proof that he spoke true. Estinien knew him well enough. He felt a pang of nostalgia for those days, nearly Halcyon despite the awful burden he had carried.

"...T'woud never speak of such things, let alone approach him for such. It would be a scandal un-beffitting of the Lord Commander should anyone find out." He finally acquiesced, sounding morose.
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