Noctisardor Bypass I think I’m doing alright.

Anselm hoped for Etienne’s perspective - maybe it was him being sensitive. Or maybe he was just so on edge lately that the dude got under his skin. 

Etienne met his gaze for a moment, presenting a level demeanor that Anselm was sorely lacking. I don’t know. You tell me, vhen you meet him. His shoulders sagged, some of the anger dissipating since it hadn’t found a place to land. Vhat you doing vith that leaf?