Rynlan doesn't have his cane in hand, but he at least manages to support himself as he steps forward, still very much favoring his right leg. Externally, he seems calm enough, his ears slightly pinned back as he looks across to Filbo and gives him a little wave in return. Hi.]
If you're sure.
[He's supposed to be pretty sturdy, he recalls, but-- well. There are two options, in this. Two ways for it to end for him, and one of them, Ryn's not about to allow that easily.]
...I'll do what I can, I can promise you that much.
[His shadow doesn't really take form, not instantly, but something shifts within it, the edges distorting.]
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Rynlan doesn't have his cane in hand, but he at least manages to support himself as he steps forward, still very much favoring his right leg. Externally, he seems calm enough, his ears slightly pinned back as he looks across to Filbo and gives him a little wave in return. Hi.]
If you're sure.
[He's supposed to be pretty sturdy, he recalls, but-- well. There are two options, in this. Two ways for it to end for him, and one of them, Ryn's not about to allow that easily.]
...I'll do what I can, I can promise you that much.
[His shadow doesn't really take form, not instantly, but something shifts within it, the edges distorting.]