P'rihnn nods his agreement, again squeezing Felih's shoulder in an effort to calm him as his temper flares. He has to focus on Felih, else he will lose his temper himself... and when his temper snaps, it is a lot more violent.
The Exarch's soft smile fades, and he taps his staff against the ground as if thinking. "...G'raha, then. My apologies, I must have misheard you... I am half deaf, you see." He raises a hand to where the horny protrusion lies beneath his hood, before realising what he's doing and lowering his hand. "Still, I believe he might not wish to see the future if he knew what lies ahead."
He takes a few steps closer to the barrier, and crouches down to where Felih still sits on the floor.
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Date: 2020-11-02 04:24 am (UTC)The Exarch's soft smile fades, and he taps his staff against the ground as if thinking. "...G'raha, then. My apologies, I must have misheard you... I am half deaf, you see." He raises a hand to where the horny protrusion lies beneath his hood, before realising what he's doing and lowering his hand. "Still, I believe he might not wish to see the future if he knew what lies ahead."
He takes a few steps closer to the barrier, and crouches down to where Felih still sits on the floor.
"Now, might I explain why you are here?" he asks.