"Fenris!" Garrett caught Fenris's hand before 'reaching for the sword' could turn into things like 'lopping off limbs and heads'. In retrospect, trying to sneak up on an ex-slave elf known to be quick on the slashing was probably not the best of ideas.
Especially since Garrett was pretty sure this wasn't the Fade. It wasn't all shimmery around the edges, and didn't have the blackened castle looming in the distance at all times. Which meant that if Fenris had gotten all slashy, Garrett wouldn't have just woken up.
Oh well. That's what armour was for.
"If you're talking to me, I can think of other ways to be lured out," Garrett told him, the corner of his mouth pulling up high in his fakest way of flirting, because that was the only way either of them could bear these days.
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Especially since Garrett was pretty sure this wasn't the Fade. It wasn't all shimmery around the edges, and didn't have the blackened castle looming in the distance at all times. Which meant that if Fenris had gotten all slashy, Garrett wouldn't have just woken up.
Oh well. That's what armour was for.
"If you're talking to me, I can think of other ways to be lured out," Garrett told him, the corner of his mouth pulling up high in his fakest way of flirting, because that was the only way either of them could bear these days.