[He laughs a bit at that, the sound soft and brief; there's nothing derisive in it, at least, which is more than can be said under most circumstances when that reaction isn't completely maniacal.]
A shame, really. And even our dear friends at Briggs were striving toward some sort of ridiculously complex unity - at least, that's the impression the Drachman army took away when they were given Amestris' regards.
[He leans forward a bit, folding his hands lightly on the tabletop; his index finger of his right traces gently over the edge of the glove on the left, running over the hem where the fabric ends and his wrist is just visible beneath his sleeve. Lust isn't the only one with marks that meant next to nothing in Johto; there were a few practical reasons Kimblee had for keeping his hands covered - after all, if he were going to be engaging in criminal activity in the way he had been here, there was no sense in exposing identifying marks to the world and giving them an easy way to verify his identity, should something happen to his gloves in the middle of a raid - but the primary reason was honestly one he didn't care to discuss with anyone, that being that he simply couldn't stand seeing them at this point.
The amount of issues at this table, seriously.]
Of course, I've been striving toward a higher goal, myself; something a few colleagues and I are putting together. Given as I've worked under you for so many years back in Amestris, it would hardly be fair if I were to leave you idle, now, would it?
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A shame, really. And even our dear friends at Briggs were striving toward some sort of ridiculously complex unity - at least, that's the impression the Drachman army took away when they were given Amestris' regards.
[He leans forward a bit, folding his hands lightly on the tabletop; his index finger of his right traces gently over the edge of the glove on the left, running over the hem where the fabric ends and his wrist is just visible beneath his sleeve. Lust isn't the only one with marks that meant next to nothing in Johto; there were a few practical reasons Kimblee had for keeping his hands covered - after all, if he were going to be engaging in criminal activity in the way he had been here, there was no sense in exposing identifying marks to the world and giving them an easy way to verify his identity, should something happen to his gloves in the middle of a raid - but the primary reason was honestly one he didn't care to discuss with anyone, that being that he simply couldn't stand seeing them at this point.
The amount of issues at this table, seriously.]
Of course, I've been striving toward a higher goal, myself; something a few colleagues and I are putting together. Given as I've worked under you for so many years back in Amestris, it would hardly be fair if I were to leave you idle, now, would it?