[Palamedes can't help but eye the sword with some wariness, even if he doesn't expect it to be necessary; he's not unaccustomed to running around with someone heavily armed, and for a moment he misses Camilla so very strongly he nearly forgets what they're doing—
Ah. Hm. The bag. He looks down at it, then shakes his head.]
No, that's alright. I'm using it to distract from the urge to scream myself hoarse in the water.
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Ah. Hm. The bag. He looks down at it, then shakes his head.]
No, that's alright. I'm using it to distract from the urge to scream myself hoarse in the water.
[Is this a bit. Only kind of.]
Well, let's get this over with.