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--> Ket

[colonially]

((continued from here.))

[Quatre has no room to talk. He's not precisely normal himself, though his space heart is somewhat less obvious compared to what Ket can do.] My head?

[A smile despite himself. Well close enough. He understands the sentiment.] Can you line them up? How much precision do you have with this?

[The blond may be pretty useless right now but he's a tactical thinker anyway.] The trick is making complete lines, right?

np, figured it got lost when notifs were down!

[failsaver]

Yep! I think. Like a jigsaw. [ As for precision... well, he's pretty precise when he concentrates. Case in point as he tilts his head at one of the fallen blocks, Slow Shifting it into the right orientation (while simultaneously repelling the falling ones with Fast Shift). Bam, perfect fit. ]

They'd hit your head first. [ Mentioned as an afterthought. ] You know, "I've got your back," but for your head. Not your back.

[colonially]

Something like that!

[Quatre does feel a bit useless though, but that isn't a bad thing. The fact that someone else has skills better suited to something just means this is working out better than he first expected in those first few moments while he was figuring out what was going on.]

Ah... [That explanation earns a quiet laugh, as he ducks his head.] I suppose that's true. Well whatever you have, thank you. I'll definitely owe you one after this.

[failsaver]

Owe me... a head? [ Good thing Ket's Shifting is so instinctive, because his attention's mostly on Quatre now. ]

Uh, I'm fine with one head! Really! Two heads would be kind of inconvenient. Same with two backs. No offense, sir.

[colonially]

Owe you a hand, [Quatre corrects with another smile.] Metaphorically anyway. You're helping me out a lot, so I'd like to return the favor, if there's ever a way that I can.

[Really. This is a lot easier than he expected this game to be.]

[failsaver]

Ohhhhhh. It's a metaphor. [ That explains everything. ] Why didn't you say so before, sir?

[ And yeah, this kind of game has nothing on Ket. (Hangman, on the other hand...) Another row cleared, only five more to go! ]

[colonially]

I apologize... [Quatre says with a smile,] Where I'm from I think it's a standard sort of phrase.

[But hey about that.] I'm Quatre, by the way. Quatre Raberba Winner. [...though he's used to 'sir' it still seems impolite not to have an introduction with the guy who's currently helping him out here.]