I hope that Lancelot never hears Percival talk about Vane that way, because that's a one way trip to a scolding on how Percival should be nicer to everyone - especially someone who has his back like Vane.
But this has nothing to do with the current situation indeed.
Lancelot exhales as he hears Percival addressing him. It's funny about how much gets said in the unsaid portion of their conversations, especially when Percival is involved. He can be so troublesome.
"There was an incident during the recruitment process. The pilgrimage to the ancient shrine turned into an all out fight against what was once residing in the shrine previously."
What he didn't say, was that while he had trusted the Captain and Lyria to get everyone out of there, Lancelot and Vane stayed behind to deal with the skeletal dragon from the shrine. And he was of course, leading the frontal assault against the boney abominations. Which meant that he did get, quite hurt. The bone had pierced through his armour and while it was mostly repaired, the midsection still had the hallmarks of being pierced through on it.
Lancelot pours the coffee out into the two mugs. He has his mostly black with a pinch of sugar, stirring it until it's a nice soothing black-brown colour. Then he adds a heapful of sugar and a large pour of cream into Percival's coffee, turning it into a milky white drink. He's never questioned how the other knight takes his coffee but after stirring it, Percival's sweet tooth had a lot to answer for.
He walks over with both cups towards his desk, placing one of them next to Percival. Leaning back against the desk next to him, Lancelot takes a contemplative sip of his before continuing.
"Further examination of the shrine after the incident has led me to believe there are still efforts being made to destabilise Feendrache."
It's not that Lancelot is incompetent in anyway, he just doesn't know when it's time to stop and rest. He's gotten better at it.
"Thus, a report is being compiled."
Being mostly written by him while he's recovering from grievous injuries. That ends Lancelot's report on the situation, but he's clearly avoiding talking about the maelstrom of feelings that have been circulating within him ever since the incident at the shrine. He would tell Vane, but Vane was too busy being overjoyed that everyone in Team Chickadee had passed. Siegfried was a shadow in the wind and Percival was away, so he had no time to stop and process all that he felt - instead throwing himself into his own work.
He knows that his explanation was entirely insufficient for Percival's liking. But he's not going to delve into the details when Percival can draw his own, mostly right conclusions on the situation.
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But this has nothing to do with the current situation indeed.
Lancelot exhales as he hears Percival addressing him. It's funny about how much gets said in the unsaid portion of their conversations, especially when Percival is involved. He can be so troublesome.
"There was an incident during the recruitment process. The pilgrimage to the ancient shrine turned into an all out fight against what was once residing in the shrine previously."
What he didn't say, was that while he had trusted the Captain and Lyria to get everyone out of there, Lancelot and Vane stayed behind to deal with the skeletal dragon from the shrine. And he was of course, leading the frontal assault against the boney abominations. Which meant that he did get, quite hurt. The bone had pierced through his armour and while it was mostly repaired, the midsection still had the hallmarks of being pierced through on it.
Lancelot pours the coffee out into the two mugs. He has his mostly black with a pinch of sugar, stirring it until it's a nice soothing black-brown colour. Then he adds a heapful of sugar and a large pour of cream into Percival's coffee, turning it into a milky white drink. He's never questioned how the other knight takes his coffee but after stirring it, Percival's sweet tooth had a lot to answer for.
He walks over with both cups towards his desk, placing one of them next to Percival. Leaning back against the desk next to him, Lancelot takes a contemplative sip of his before continuing.
"Further examination of the shrine after the incident has led me to believe there are still efforts being made to destabilise Feendrache."
It's not that Lancelot is incompetent in anyway, he just doesn't know when it's time to stop and rest. He's gotten better at it.
"Thus, a report is being compiled."
Being mostly written by him while he's recovering from grievous injuries. That ends Lancelot's report on the situation, but he's clearly avoiding talking about the maelstrom of feelings that have been circulating within him ever since the incident at the shrine. He would tell Vane, but Vane was too busy being overjoyed that everyone in Team Chickadee had passed. Siegfried was a shadow in the wind and Percival was away, so he had no time to stop and process all that he felt - instead throwing himself into his own work.
He knows that his explanation was entirely insufficient for Percival's liking. But he's not going to delve into the details when Percival can draw his own, mostly right conclusions on the situation.