[ Ah ... an impasse. No confirmation or denial, no further information, and a brick wall of an older man who could probably yeet him straight back to the crowds the other way if he really wanted to. What to do?
It goes against his grain to simply give up. Plus, what if something does happen? He would have to take responsibility for that, wouldn't he? For negligence. So, after another moment of musing, Chongyun bows again. ]
Very well. I will not go this way. [ a nod, ] Please take care.
[ He'll just try to sneak in.... on the other side..... so that isn't. Really a lie? Perhaps there will be an easier guard to subdue over there; he's been studying this man since the moment he landed on the ground, and has already gotten the sense that it would be an uneven matchup. Maybe if he had his sword—... but even so, he doesn't actually want to fight.
So he makes to double back, planning on trying again from a different angle, but pauses a moment. He's been warm for a while, and it's only gotten worse as the day's dragged on. So many crowds. Too many people. Rousing music. Really, it's been overwhelming, and his only break from laboring as Tamamo's workhorse has been this. So, he eyes the river, then asks, ]
... Can I use the river before I go? It will take just a brief moment.
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[ Ah ... an impasse. No confirmation or denial, no further information, and a brick wall of an older man who could probably yeet him straight back to the crowds the other way if he really wanted to. What to do?
It goes against his grain to simply give up. Plus, what if something does happen? He would have to take responsibility for that, wouldn't he? For negligence. So, after another moment of musing, Chongyun bows again. ]
Very well. I will not go this way. [ a nod, ] Please take care.
[ He'll just try to sneak in.... on the other side..... so that isn't. Really a lie? Perhaps there will be an easier guard to subdue over there; he's been studying this man since the moment he landed on the ground, and has already gotten the sense that it would be an uneven matchup. Maybe if he had his sword—... but even so, he doesn't actually want to fight.
So he makes to double back, planning on trying again from a different angle, but pauses a moment. He's been warm for a while, and it's only gotten worse as the day's dragged on. So many crowds. Too many people. Rousing music. Really, it's been overwhelming, and his only break from laboring as Tamamo's workhorse has been this. So, he eyes the river, then asks, ]
... Can I use the river before I go? It will take just a brief moment.