[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Well, it was about what Casey had expected, but he does still feel somewhat disappointed at Taras' unchanged demeanor. Fortunately, Casey is more than used to his presence grating on the people of Achaim. His response is measured, but he holds his head high as he speaks.



"Well met then, Taras. Casey is my name," he says calmly. "If you forget it again, you're more than welcome to ask for a reminder." He wears a confident smile, but quickly moves to leave, one hand casually waving goodbye. Casey has no intention of making small talk with someone who so clearly sees him as 'beneath' themselves. He gives a nod to Lain as he walks by. He'll have to check in with her again once things settle down, if he can find a moment she's away from Taras. For now, he saunters over to Milo, as other conversations begin to unfold around him.



"You look like you've had a rough go of things again," he remarks, rather candidly. He and Milo had spent most of their last battle in separate groups, so he can only imagine what Revotrian soldier's might have inflicted onto him. 

"You alright?"