Lux
Jabberwocky
Maxwell hummed at his words. He.. thought for a moment that it might not be the whole truth. One doesn't normally get wounds like this by tripping and falling, but he realized he had no reason to doubt the mans words. It wasn't Maxwell's place to question the amount of injuries one might receive in their day to day, only to treat them.
"Alright," He said, with a brief smile. "Just, you know.. don't be climbing trees you're going to fall out of." He teased as they at last reached the edge of the crowd. Adoneus twitched and looked around, drawing Maxwell's gaze again with a concerned, doctor's eyes.
Before he could say anything further, though, he heard his name called out and he turned, finding the Grandmaster Raakshdos himself addressing him among the crowd. "Sir?" Maxwell asked, slipping into a more formal stance as he gave a less than perfect salute without letting go of Adoneus' arm. Maxwell could count on one hand the amount of times Raakshdos spoke to him directly outside of ceremony.
Then he turned and addressed Adoneus with a concerned Maxwell wasn't sure he heard right. Perhaps the weight of his colleague's death was softening that heart of his. Maxwell wasn't one interesting in delving into the minds of his commanding officers, so he simply kept his mouth shut and nodded at the Grandmaster's words. Raakshdos turned then and returned to the procession and Maxwell glanced to Adoneus.
"What do you think of that?" he smiled as he turned, stepping them beyond the Marketplace and towards the familiar vine covered wall.
"Alright," He said, with a brief smile. "Just, you know.. don't be climbing trees you're going to fall out of." He teased as they at last reached the edge of the crowd. Adoneus twitched and looked around, drawing Maxwell's gaze again with a concerned, doctor's eyes.
Before he could say anything further, though, he heard his name called out and he turned, finding the Grandmaster Raakshdos himself addressing him among the crowd. "Sir?" Maxwell asked, slipping into a more formal stance as he gave a less than perfect salute without letting go of Adoneus' arm. Maxwell could count on one hand the amount of times Raakshdos spoke to him directly outside of ceremony.
Then he turned and addressed Adoneus with a concerned Maxwell wasn't sure he heard right. Perhaps the weight of his colleague's death was softening that heart of his. Maxwell wasn't one interesting in delving into the minds of his commanding officers, so he simply kept his mouth shut and nodded at the Grandmaster's words. Raakshdos turned then and returned to the procession and Maxwell glanced to Adoneus.
"What do you think of that?" he smiled as he turned, stepping them beyond the Marketplace and towards the familiar vine covered wall.