[He deserves worse, and Joshua deserves better. With cold unease, Dion thinks even if he were to pick the fight he wants, Ifrit might well see through it.
His frown deepens. However vaguely couched, he'd laid out the board and Ifrit had chosen, at worst, neutrality. Which is well enough, as although he is far from afraid of retaliation, has already spent too long strangled beneath such shadows to do aught but confront them now.
But it is for Joshua's happiness that Ifrit offers his tentative approval. And mayhap he has also come to the conclusion that it would be a losing battle for all involved if they were at odds.
Dion drops his arms, expression clearing]
A truce, then. My word that I will not intentionally damage Joshua nor set him up for failure.
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His frown deepens. However vaguely couched, he'd laid out the board and Ifrit had chosen, at worst, neutrality. Which is well enough, as although he is far from afraid of retaliation, has already spent too long strangled beneath such shadows to do aught but confront them now.
But it is for Joshua's happiness that Ifrit offers his tentative approval. And mayhap he has also come to the conclusion that it would be a losing battle for all involved if they were at odds.
Dion drops his arms, expression clearing]
A truce, then. My word that I will not intentionally damage Joshua nor set him up for failure.