Laurence answers this bow with one of his own, a respectful dip of his head and shoulders, bending at the waist.
"Rest assured I shall," he tells the younger man. "Until we meet again."
So saying, he turns to the door to pass through, his hand on the pommel of his sword as he marshals both thought and emotion for the world he will once more face.
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Date: 2021-11-19 07:51 pm (UTC)"Rest assured I shall," he tells the younger man. "Until we meet again."
So saying, he turns to the door to pass through, his hand on the pommel of his sword as he marshals both thought and emotion for the world he will once more face.