Lloyd doesn't catch Anna's quick lapse of composure, the hand on his arm seeming more like an unconscious way of calming him down, not unlike Colette's light gestures and touches back at home. Still, Anna's touch helps ground Lloyd, and he cuts his anger off at its throat, channeling it more into irritation and making sure not to direct it at Anna this time.
"Sorry," Lloyd apologizes, a little sheepish. "You're right, I just - I dunno, there is still so much about this world I don't understand, and, well. I guess the idea of... Okay, so there are these things in my world that are known as Summon Spirits and I'm not gonna really go into how that works because that's Sheena's whole shebang, but," he takes a breath, rambling, trying to get to his point.
"The whole thing here is that they can be summoned, and like blades, can be used for their powers and stuff, but it's all -" Lloyd stops, narrows his eyes, what's the word, what's the word, what's the w - THAT'S THE FUCKER. "It's all contractual. They have complete control in who's allowed to use their powers, so I just assumed that blades were the same way. It's..."
Lloyd forces himself to take another bite of the apple, mind racing, and as he chews he tries to better pinpoint how he feels about all of this -
"It's a little upsetting to think blades don't. Have that right. I, uh. So the Architect, he's. Okay, let's say he was real: where would we find him? We - Sheena and I, I mean, have our fair share of experiences in meeting mythological legends."
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"Sorry," Lloyd apologizes, a little sheepish. "You're right, I just - I dunno, there is still so much about this world I don't understand, and, well. I guess the idea of... Okay, so there are these things in my world that are known as Summon Spirits and I'm not gonna really go into how that works because that's Sheena's whole shebang, but," he takes a breath, rambling, trying to get to his point.
"The whole thing here is that they can be summoned, and like blades, can be used for their powers and stuff, but it's all -" Lloyd stops, narrows his eyes, what's the word, what's the word, what's the w - THAT'S THE FUCKER. "It's all contractual. They have complete control in who's allowed to use their powers, so I just assumed that blades were the same way. It's..."
Lloyd forces himself to take another bite of the apple, mind racing, and as he chews he tries to better pinpoint how he feels about all of this -
"It's a little upsetting to think blades don't. Have that right. I, uh. So the Architect, he's. Okay, let's say he was real: where would we find him? We - Sheena and I, I mean, have our fair share of experiences in meeting mythological legends."