[ there's surprise in his gaze when he looks at the proffered sphere, his gaze lifting to aspen. the small bird manages to throw him off frequently, though this time the revelation piques his interest. ]
You built these yourself? Why? [ he accepts the bomb, holding it in the palm of his hand. it's the sort of thing he might've learned to do himself, in a different life. no one was ever supposed to care about the second son of the king, leaving him to do as he pleased — which mostly consisted of satisfying his voracious desire for knowledge through reading, and petting all the horses in the stables on the side. ] This is useful, thank you.
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You built these yourself? Why? [ he accepts the bomb, holding it in the palm of his hand. it's the sort of thing he might've learned to do himself, in a different life. no one was ever supposed to care about the second son of the king, leaving him to do as he pleased — which mostly consisted of satisfying his voracious desire for knowledge through reading, and petting all the horses in the stables on the side. ] This is useful, thank you.