aaron paul without the swearing

[servitor]

( Since we're all supposed to be real close and buddy buddy around here, anyone care to fill me in on your skills or training?

I'm not going to drill you and ask you to run laps, I promise. Not today at least.

... Unless you're with me, then you better be on the tenth lap and not a nap )

[You know who you are.]

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[sizeofyourbaggage]

( Using my ability takes a physical toll on me. It's gone pretty damn quick - a hell of a lot quicker than it'd take people to heal on their own - but some people don't like seeing it anyway. )

[ There's a casual sense to his mental voice - a kind of what can you do - but there's a distinct brightening when the guy mentions flying. There's at least something there, even if it's clearly not the same. ]

( A little dangerous, yeah, but there's nothing like flying. )

[hymnals]

( That's reassuring to hear, actually. Wouldn't want a team of people who delighted in suffering, after all. )

[ Said--or thought?--lightly. ]

( I believe it. I've got friends who turn into owls, and I expect some of them would stay that way all the time if they could. )

[sizeofyourbaggage]

[ The sensation of a chuckle, warm and light, flows across the mental link. ]

( Yeah, yeah, me neither. We got some of those, though, don't worry. )

[ He's - kind of teasing. Mostly. He's not gonna throw shade at the only one who literally delights in suffering, anyway, so he'll keep it on the level of joking about the number of jackasses they've got in the Nest. ]

( I'd miss my opposable thumbs, among other things, but the appeal of 24/7 wings is definitely there. )

[hymnals]

( Oh, don't I know it. )

[ Sev's right from his own homeland, after all. Same race, even! He's just less dead. ]

( Fortunately, if you were a druid, you could snap back and forth at will. Pretty good life, if you're into that sort of thing. )