[ There's a moment where they seem to be assessing each other, perhaps gauging the likelihood of another clash, and thenโ
The man steps back, the hollow sound of his cane hitting the floor echoing through the hall.
Gustave watches him a moment longer, then โ wary, almost reluctant โ opens his hands and allows his weapons to disperse into clouds of chroma.
Perhaps he should seek revenge. Maybe he should strike out, anyway. But they aren't the only people in this building, and a battle between them could come with a far higher cost than he's willing to pay.
He also doesn't move to go past the man, staying where he is in the middle of the hall. ]
Are we the only ones?
[ From their world, he means. He's not sure what answer he's hoping to hear. ]
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The man steps back, the hollow sound of his cane hitting the floor echoing through the hall.
Gustave watches him a moment longer, then โ wary, almost reluctant โ opens his hands and allows his weapons to disperse into clouds of chroma.
Perhaps he should seek revenge. Maybe he should strike out, anyway. But they aren't the only people in this building, and a battle between them could come with a far higher cost than he's willing to pay.
He also doesn't move to go past the man, staying where he is in the middle of the hall. ]
Are we the only ones?
[ From their world, he means. He's not sure what answer he's hoping to hear. ]