Caesar really wishes he had more time to talk to the stranger, but at the same time, even Caesar has some priorities. And one priority is not having a partial dead body in the middle of his floor. And the elf wants to go home. To possibly die. Because warriors were like that, weren't they? All those old stories, the warrior would fight to the death to protect what was important to him..
He takes the hand and stands slowly, feet mostly steady. He nods to Zak and goes to find a towel to at least wipe his face to make sure--well. You know.
Caesar looks over his equipment as well as he can in the darkness, walking over towards it as he throws the towel aside near the trash can. (He's not throwing it away, but he's making sure he knows it's. Because: ew.) He frowns a bit as he starts trying to boot the thing up.
"I can't guarantee this will work again since I shut it off so quickly," Caesar stated, knowing the elf couldn't understand him one bit, although the concern would certainly translate well enough--maybe not the intent, though. "We'll be lucky if I can even bring up the BIOS."
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He takes the hand and stands slowly, feet mostly steady. He nods to Zak and goes to find a towel to at least wipe his face to make sure--well. You know.
Caesar looks over his equipment as well as he can in the darkness, walking over towards it as he throws the towel aside near the trash can. (He's not throwing it away, but he's making sure he knows it's. Because: ew.) He frowns a bit as he starts trying to boot the thing up.
"I can't guarantee this will work again since I shut it off so quickly," Caesar stated, knowing the elf couldn't understand him one bit, although the concern would certainly translate well enough--maybe not the intent, though. "We'll be lucky if I can even bring up the BIOS."