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Ryan, hearing what the other man said, came along without hesitation and slightly bowed his head in front of Mikael. The motion carried just enough pause to suggest that he had only remembered at the very last moment why they had even come here in the first place. His shoulders dipped modestly, and his posture folded inward, carefully shaping the appearance of a man who knew his place.
"A-ah… I apologize for what happened yesterday at the entrance gate of the city," Ryan said, his voice restrained and uncertain, as though he were uneasy even speaking in front of nobility. "I know my recklessness had brought disturbance within the public…"
He kept his gaze lowered, playing the part of a timid outlander who had little understanding of social hierarchies.
Behind him, Asterion felt an immediate surge of irritation rise in his chest.
Geez! I had enough of this shit show! Argh!
