[Maybe it was the raised tensions, but when that rock went whizzing past his head, it hit, metaphorically speaking, too close to events that were recent and bad enough that for a moment, he expected there to be more of them, and he violently recoiled, letting out a wheezing little gasp as he dodged to the side and actually raised the hand holding the lighter as if to fend off another barrage of rocks. When he'd been walking close enough that he could watch him kicking them and they hadn't been veering that close to making contact, it had been fine. After walking for a while in silence and without the things flying across the desert every other step, he'd almost forgotten he'd been doing it in the first place, so the shock of that one threw him for a loop.]
Fuck-...! Watch it with those, wouldja???
[He tried to give him a scolding glare, but there was just enough actual fear under the surface of the expression that it probably wasn't very effective. He adjusted his gait until he was walking almost in step with him, a couple of yarz to the side and well out of the way of any more projectiles as he tried to get the memory of people screaming about the demon, the monster as they literally tried to stone him, out of his head.
He tried to settle his nerves as they went silent again, rubbing at the goosebumps that shivered up his neck, and had almost relaxed again by the time Wolfwood spoke up again. This time, though, his tone was so different that it confused him, and he glanced back, his brow furrowed before realization sank in.
Oh.
Ok. It stood to reason that Livio would get his attention. He hadn't even thought about what it might mean for Nicholas, when he'd mentioned the man, he'd still just been stating facts. He might have broached the topic of the man's presence there a bit differently, if he had. That was an oversight on his part.]
I'm...not too sure. [The snarl was gone, and his own voice had dropped to match Wolfwood's, most of the anger dissolving the way it usually did after one of his little, pointless squabbles with him were over. Or at least, the other him.] He wanted to make sure the kids were ok, so I assume Octovern. We split up a little while later.
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Fuck-...! Watch it with those, wouldja???
[He tried to give him a scolding glare, but there was just enough actual fear under the surface of the expression that it probably wasn't very effective. He adjusted his gait until he was walking almost in step with him, a couple of yarz to the side and well out of the way of any more projectiles as he tried to get the memory of people screaming about the demon, the monster as they literally tried to stone him, out of his head.
He tried to settle his nerves as they went silent again, rubbing at the goosebumps that shivered up his neck, and had almost relaxed again by the time Wolfwood spoke up again. This time, though, his tone was so different that it confused him, and he glanced back, his brow furrowed before realization sank in.
Oh.
Ok. It stood to reason that Livio would get his attention. He hadn't even thought about what it might mean for Nicholas, when he'd mentioned the man, he'd still just been stating facts. He might have broached the topic of the man's presence there a bit differently, if he had. That was an oversight on his part.]
I'm...not too sure. [The snarl was gone, and his own voice had dropped to match Wolfwood's, most of the anger dissolving the way it usually did after one of his little, pointless squabbles with him were over. Or at least, the other him.] He wanted to make sure the kids were ok, so I assume Octovern. We split up a little while later.