[He can likely think of more to say- as much as Kravitz may try to be stoic, he's much more verbose when he gets the option. But while Yasha looks, his Lady clears her throat behind him, and he knows it's time to go. He readdresses Yasha, more clipped, back straight.]
Well, I must be heading off. I need to be a proper escort, after all. But I'll see you soon?
[He doesn't like lying to her like that, not when he knows his Lady will spirit him away from this place. But she is calling, so he must go.]
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Well, I must be heading off. I need to be a proper escort, after all. But I'll see you soon?
[He doesn't like lying to her like that, not when he knows his Lady will spirit him away from this place. But she is calling, so he must go.]