Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24678303-20150917025423/@comment-24012109-20151007211401

Looking down at his clothes, his clothes were actually battered and torn to a degree from the excessive moving and the hail of gunfire. Whitnessing such a battery of destruction to what was once a peaceful, dandy restaurant made him feel bad.

"Ahh, yes, it was rather troublesome. Unfortunately, most of my ability comes with Fire, and doing that would've....", he looks at Aureole with a slight frown. A place too dear for him to burn down unintentionally. Even if he were to go mad, he'd believe he still wouldn't do something in the end that'd make her cry.

"But I'm grateful in that everyone was able to escape without much harm.", his grin slowly returned to a light smile. Still, he must've fought things that he couldn't even imagine. Walking over to the bag of loot, he took out his bracelet and reclipped it onto his wrist. It oddly felt right being back on him.

"Are you alright, Aureole?"