[The particular blend Illarion's brought with him is nose-blinding but at least inoffensive to his own--oddly functioning--sense of smell. Whether there was something that would work to ward off beasts that didn't also ward off anyone with a beast's ability to scent their prey was also an open question of his.
But for now, protection dominates.
He turns his head toward the sound of Nehan's voice.]
One moment. [He skins the glove off his left hand, transferring it to a pocket, then unbuttons the cuff of his fatigues and rolls the sleeve up past his elbow to expose the veins there.] Now, I am.
How will you do this? [Ah, there, his curiosity finally unburied itself from beneath mechanistic order-following.]
no subject
But for now, protection dominates.
He turns his head toward the sound of Nehan's voice.]
One moment. [He skins the glove off his left hand, transferring it to a pocket, then unbuttons the cuff of his fatigues and rolls the sleeve up past his elbow to expose the veins there.] Now, I am.
How will you do this? [Ah, there, his curiosity finally unburied itself from beneath mechanistic order-following.]