[The only response that, or any of this, deserves, is Kadoc sinking to the ground with a wretched-sounding groan to sprawl out and put his face in his hands. He'd better hope there's no one pursuing them still at this point, because getting up again just yet feels both physically and emotionally impossible. He's one with the grass now. His ass is grass.
Well, at least the rescued knights are still with them, and now that they're out in the open and freed, they'll probably have an easier time fighting off any pursuers if it comes to that. But it doesn't sound like it's going to. No approaching footsteps; just an awkward silence in the wake of Ritsuka's comment. . . . One single knight begins to clap softly, only to be shushed by one of the others. Kadoc's a little glad he can't see which two just had that exchange.
Then one of them clears their throat. That may have been a disaster, but it was still . . . a successful disaster? Citizens, begins a voice that sounds older and female—but Kadoc refuses to look to confirm—we thank you for your . . .
She(?) trails off. Ah. Well, what do you say, really.]
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Well, at least the rescued knights are still with them, and now that they're out in the open and freed, they'll probably have an easier time fighting off any pursuers if it comes to that. But it doesn't sound like it's going to. No approaching footsteps; just an awkward silence in the wake of Ritsuka's comment. . . . One single knight begins to clap softly, only to be shushed by one of the others. Kadoc's a little glad he can't see which two just had that exchange.
Then one of them clears their throat. That may have been a disaster, but it was still . . . a successful disaster? Citizens, begins a voice that sounds older and female—but Kadoc refuses to look to confirm—we thank you for your . . .
She(?) trails off. Ah. Well, what do you say, really.]