[Staring up in alarm as he considers his very very pointy lance. Hm. A conundrum. Mithrun is?? a friend? A friend that just committed a major betrayal, but maybe that can be forgiven since Mithrun is now a headhen punisher.
That is a very ominous shadow]
...I'm. Sorry?
[Somewhere deep inside, he can hear the call of the chicken. It's dulcet crooning tones. He might very well understand it. He does pick himself up very nervously and sidle closer to grab Mithrun's head. Chicken. Thing]
L-Let me try to get this off you.
[And Mithrun slots into his equip slot, causing his lance to vanish. Huh]
Back to Matoba -> Oria -> Mithrun -> Sinclair? (and the next poor sap)
That is a very ominous shadow]
...I'm. Sorry?
[Somewhere deep inside, he can hear the call of the chicken. It's dulcet crooning tones. He might very well understand it. He does pick himself up very nervously and sidle closer to grab Mithrun's head. Chicken. Thing]
L-Let me try to get this off you.
[And Mithrun slots into his equip slot, causing his lance to vanish. Huh]