Not really. I wouldn't mind leaving all of this - people included - behind me today rather than tomorrow. You lot make for a poor vacation entertainment and the location isn't at all what I booked, either.

[He shakes his head, pretending to tsk-tsk sadly under his breath. The fingers on Fandaniel's back dig in their nails for a moment, just to see how the other will react.

(Hopefully the ascian is planning on removing the layer of gold paint on the mask first, or peeling it will leave them both covered in a terrible amount of wood shavings and glitter.)]

Both. It's usually followed up with a "what happened to your--"