[ well, that's— yeah. suddenly, jayce seems a touch sheepish, his eyes diverting and what's visible of his cheeks through the smears of grease are darker— it wasn't as if he'd been lying earlier. he was in the middle of something. this something, specifically. but he's a little too excited, isn't he?
jayce flattens his lips, voiceless, folds his hands behind his back and ducks his head. ]
—Thank you.
[ it's all he manages before turning his good heel to go through the library doors and back to where he belongs. one of the staff calls out for him, telling him that he should wait for her, but he says clearly: I know my way out.
it's the forge again. hot brimstone, fire, iron and hammering all the way until nightfall, pauses to fufill his duties included. ]
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jayce flattens his lips, voiceless, folds his hands behind his back and ducks his head. ]
—Thank you.
[ it's all he manages before turning his good heel to go through the library doors and back to where he belongs. one of the staff calls out for him, telling him that he should wait for her, but he says clearly: I know my way out.
it's the forge again. hot brimstone, fire, iron and hammering all the way until nightfall, pauses to fufill his duties included. ]