Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...
Hal paused for a moment, looking at when she side-stepped.
"Guess someone dropped a mana-crystal." he commented, picking it up. "I'll have to see if the lab's missing one or something." he continued, pocketing it, and then clearing his throat lightly.
He then looked at her calmly... though she could see that he was... not impressed, to criminally understate it.
"And that's just not acceptable, in regards to agent King." he told her.
"He is, quite frankly, one of my best friends in this entire world. Actually, he probably IS my best friend." he continued.
"I refuse to let this happen, if nothing else, because Tyson allowed his wife's soul to properly move on... alongside all the others that were still inside it." he reasoned.
...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.