Temeraire, if you would talk from a little farther away...
[Laurence doesn't even try to tell him not to talk, he knows that's not gonna happen. He hurries over to where Maurice fell to try and help the poor man onto the chair properly.]
[He absolutely does not believe the vampire thing. He's going to assume that Maurice is suffering from the probable shipwreck, drunkenness, or heat exhaustion. Or probably all three.]
I...am not sure what you mean by it, is it an American holiday? The date is February the sixteenth, if that helps you.
[He notes the man's accent and thinks better of bringing up the Revolutionary War. Just in case. Now properly seated he rubs his face.]
February...February.
[He's lost days at a time but never months.]
I'm more lost than I thought...soon as I get my head on straight again, I'll get outta ya'lls hair. Thank your dragon for gettin' me out from under that bush. If I had stayed much longer, I'd be ashes by now.
no subject
[Laurence doesn't even try to tell him not to talk, he knows that's not gonna happen. He hurries over to where Maurice fell to try and help the poor man onto the chair properly.]
[He absolutely does not believe the vampire thing. He's going to assume that Maurice is suffering from the probable shipwreck, drunkenness, or heat exhaustion. Or probably all three.]
I...am not sure what you mean by it, is it an American holiday? The date is February the sixteenth, if that helps you.
no subject
[He notes the man's accent and thinks better of bringing up the Revolutionary War. Just in case. Now properly seated he rubs his face.]
February...February.
[He's lost days at a time but never months.]
I'm more lost than I thought...soon as I get my head on straight again, I'll get outta ya'lls hair. Thank your dragon for gettin' me out from under that bush. If I had stayed much longer, I'd be ashes by now.