[The sensation of her arms around him isn't unwelcome; it's another layer of steadiness that he feels he doesn't quite have a grasp on, and so there will certainly be no complaints from him. For Connor's part, though he jostles a bit here and there, since his limbs aren't working as they should, he does as he says -- he holds on tight, even as the Lion takes off in great strides.]
A guardian? [He grits his teeth, another jolt of static coursing through him. He mentally attempts to push through it.]
What a... a boon that you've been given if that's the case. Does it have a name?
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A guardian? [He grits his teeth, another jolt of static coursing through him. He mentally attempts to push through it.]
What a... a boon that you've been given if that's the case. Does it have a name?