[It doesn't do much. Balian's face is stone, for the most part. He doesn't trust this... whatever it was. Not after he just took a blow to the head that could of easily killed him. This could be hell for all he knows, or the heat could of gotten too him, and this was a delusion.
So it might be rude, but he just keeps staring. He doesn't care if it is.]
Well enough. [he's not saying any more.] Tell me where I am then, creature.
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So it might be rude, but he just keeps staring. He doesn't care if it is.]
Well enough. [he's not saying any more.] Tell me where I am then, creature.