>>41310942 >>41311453 Eh, two on one's nasty, sure, but you got to take on the big guy. That's always flashy. And look at that, you've even got the honourable thanks of the Lady Neige whom I have sworn to protect!
>There's a serious look on his face for a moment, one of serenity, honesty and nobility. If he kept it up he might be able to be mistaken for someone respectable, but the visage crumbled to laughter before it could take hold.
Pfft, how was that? Did I sound like a knight? Seriously, so far this girl's been way more trouble than she's worth, I'd recommend you steer a clear hundred feet from her at all times -ow! Okay, okay!
But honestly, I owe her a lot, and now it looks like I owe you too. Just, please don't make me pull the three wishes thing again, I'm already starting to regret it. I'm the one who needs them, anyway! I mean, look at these things!
>Lo and behold, the man used sheer shoulder strength to lift his arms into an upright position, with the twisting of bone due to muscle movement causing a sudden loud crack to be heard throughout the room which coincided with Patrick suddenly losing most of the tone and volume in his voice.
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>>41311453 >Rakohl... that was an interesting name, interesting name for an interesting person.
All the same Sir Rakohl, we own you our lives for that timely rescue. Though... I am with little means to do so at the moment, I'll do what I can to repay you for this--
>>41311474 >Melody flinches at the sound of cracking coming from her body guard.
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>She slowly turns around to shoot him yet another icy glare and once again reprimand him for his foolishness.
>Ah, repayment. That was something he'd had to get used to as well. He'd been told to do good wherever he went, but that was apparently something that deserved a gift in return. A human concept, maybe? Maybe it was an Elan concept too, but neither his father nor his mother had told him that it was something he should expect.
>Some people got very angry if you refused reparation too. Others didn't seem to mind so much. Rakohl was once more struck by how strange people were.
>He didn't even get the chance to say anything though, before the sound of cracking bones fills the room. The young martial artist recoils at the sound, before looking back over at Patrick in a worried fashion
...Should I attempt to find the doctor? That sounded particularly nasty...
>Patrick sort of sat there, arms still in the same position and staring blankly at the pair of them, flinching a little at Melody's scolding but not really reacting to it otherwise. His face was too busy contorting in twinging amounts of pain, as well as flushing a little red due to embarassment.