Out of instinct, Welt's hand tears away from where it lays upon his belly as if he'd been caught in a compromising state. Though, fortunately for Welt, the person who "caught" him is Dan Heng. A sense of ease settles into his posture as he leans back in his seat once more.
"No, not yet. I imagine it won't take much longer, though, you know how exciteable March is when she's somewhere new."
As he speaks of the young woman, there's a fondness in his tone. He does find a unique adoration for her, if the fact he poses whenever he fights specifically because she's asked is any indication.
"Was there something I could help you with in the mean time, or..." he trails off, unsure of why conversation is, in a sense, a bit more difficult than it had been previously. Still, he clears his throat as he stands up, replacing his uncertainty with a warm smile. "They shouldn't be much longer. I'm sure Pom-Pom is just as eager for their return."
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"No, not yet. I imagine it won't take much longer, though, you know how exciteable March is when she's somewhere new."
As he speaks of the young woman, there's a fondness in his tone. He does find a unique adoration for her, if the fact he poses whenever he fights specifically because she's asked is any indication.
"Was there something I could help you with in the mean time, or..." he trails off, unsure of why conversation is, in a sense, a bit more difficult than it had been previously. Still, he clears his throat as he stands up, replacing his uncertainty with a warm smile. "They shouldn't be much longer. I'm sure Pom-Pom is just as eager for their return."