Balthier pondered for a moment and then, without permission, as it was his damn airship, he spoke; "You are always welcome aboard my airship. She's a far cry from the Strahl but pleasant, nonetheless."
Emptying his glass in one swift swallow, Balthier set the thing aside and rested back in his seat, his arms crossed over his chest in rather a relaxed manner, despite his contemplations of ill-mannered intent towards Larsa. He indeed planned to sort the boy out for harming her like this. He was angry, yes, but at least it hadn't been more severe. It was never good to make Balthier an angry man.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2010-01-06 04:05 am (UTC)Emptying his glass in one swift swallow, Balthier set the thing aside and rested back in his seat, his arms crossed over his chest in rather a relaxed manner, despite his contemplations of ill-mannered intent towards Larsa. He indeed planned to sort the boy out for harming her like this. He was angry, yes, but at least it hadn't been more severe. It was never good to make Balthier an angry man.