Faolan takes one of the pies off the plate when it's given him, before raising it to Lancelot to offer him in return. Don't think he hasn't noticed you not feeding yourself here, Lancelot -- you may be playing host but that doesn't mean you can't treat yourself some in the process too you know.
He has half a mind to comment about the way the other man scales the side of a building like it's old hat, but that might be a rather suspicious comment, all things considered. So instead when he speaks up, it's to say, "This is almost refreshing." Not that Faolan's bitter about the other man's abilities by any means -- he really isn't! Not when it comes down to the difference between success or failure, life or death. It does get to be a bit much sometimes. He half wants to ask Lancelot how he explains these abilities away to his normal coworkers -- how he'll explain his telekinesis if it comes up. He supposes he can just ask as much later, once they're gone.
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He has half a mind to comment about the way the other man scales the side of a building like it's old hat, but that might be a rather suspicious comment, all things considered. So instead when he speaks up, it's to say, "This is almost refreshing." Not that Faolan's bitter about the other man's abilities by any means -- he really isn't! Not when it comes down to the difference between success or failure, life or death. It does get to be a bit much sometimes. He half wants to ask Lancelot how he explains these abilities away to his normal coworkers -- how he'll explain his telekinesis if it comes up. He supposes he can just ask as much later, once they're gone.