[His attention turns back to Blitz when he hears the call end, but rather than move back towards him, his communicator gets the light blue glow of his magic around it, and it gets tugged politely out of Blitz's hand to float back into Stolas's.]
No thank you, Blitz. [His voice is quiet and polite again, but there's an underlying steel that Blitz hasn't actually been on the receiving end of much before.] I'm sure Florian will have you quite in hand. Do get better soon.
[And he tucks his communicator into his vest pocket as he ducks his head to leave the infirmary.]
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No thank you, Blitz. [His voice is quiet and polite again, but there's an underlying steel that Blitz hasn't actually been on the receiving end of much before.] I'm sure Florian will have you quite in hand. Do get better soon.
[And he tucks his communicator into his vest pocket as he ducks his head to leave the infirmary.]
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Now what am I to be looking at...