[ david shrugs a shoulder as he walks over to where tarhos is stood. a little selfishly he's sure he's about to get his shit wrecked and he'd rather not have an audience for it, but moreover the idea of bringing anybody along just doesn't feel right. this is about him and his needs, nobody else needs to get involved in that. they'd probably just worry anyway. ]
[ he looks up at the other man — it's admittedly a little strange to put a face to the suit of armour that's been menacing them lately — and then past him, up to the balconies above them. ]
no subject
[ david shrugs a shoulder as he walks over to where tarhos is stood. a little selfishly he's sure he's about to get his shit wrecked and he'd rather not have an audience for it, but moreover the idea of bringing anybody along just doesn't feel right. this is about him and his needs, nobody else needs to get involved in that. they'd probably just worry anyway. ]
[ he looks up at the other man — it's admittedly a little strange to put a face to the suit of armour that's been menacing them lately — and then past him, up to the balconies above them. ]
Your friends about?