[Uh, oh. The temperature around Richard just drops few notches as the previous playfulness fades from his pale features. His brows knit together and lips press into a thin line. There's that word again, one that he has come to greatly dislike. "Modern."
Richard is painfully aware that he's no more than a fish out of water here. His every waking moment only reinforces the knowledge that he does not belong here, not with these people. But then again, what is new? Richard doesn't belong anywhere, not in his own world, not in Aldrip. But at least in England he had learned how to blend in and hide in plain sight, deceiving any looks that might come his way.
In here, however? It's an uphill battle, near impossible. All because he couldn't embody what these people considered 'modern.']
I am familiar with these techniques, yes. [He nods, keeping his expression reserved. Richard had been carried away in similar manner before by his knight, who would always come to save him from the aftermath of battle.
And well! Seeing that Morph is still laying down on the ground Richard just proceeds to demonstrate that he isn't as primitive as the other person might think. He moves to crouch properly next them and reaches to grab them by wrists. It's always a struggle for him to move a body that is bigger than him, sure, but it's nothing he can't do.]
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Richard is painfully aware that he's no more than a fish out of water here. His every waking moment only reinforces the knowledge that he does not belong here, not with these people. But then again, what is new? Richard doesn't belong anywhere, not in his own world, not in Aldrip. But at least in England he had learned how to blend in and hide in plain sight, deceiving any looks that might come his way.
In here, however? It's an uphill battle, near impossible. All because he couldn't embody what these people considered 'modern.']
I am familiar with these techniques, yes. [He nods, keeping his expression reserved. Richard had been carried away in similar manner before by his knight, who would always come to save him from the aftermath of battle.
And well! Seeing that Morph is still laying down on the ground Richard just proceeds to demonstrate that he isn't as primitive as the other person might think. He moves to crouch properly next them and reaches to grab them by wrists. It's always a struggle for him to move a body that is bigger than him, sure, but it's nothing he can't do.]