[ Rezo raises his hand, then lowers it again, realizing that he perhaps shouldn't try touching Zelgadis, even if it's a means to check on his health. At the very least, crossing a boundary could put their fragile alliance at risk.
And Zelgadis is well enough to answer his questions, so... That's probably good.
He doesn't doubt that Zelgadis's enhanced body is keeping him from growing incoherent. Hearing that it's saved Zelgadis before comes as no surprise either. Rezo had designed Zelgadis's body carefully, mixing components in a way that ensured his grandson would always be armored against any physical and magical attacks that an aspiring knight errant might plausibly encounter. A burly golem made of basalt, fine-grained and porous enough to act as flexible skin while still being impervious to steel, and a brau demon with excellent senses to compensate for a golem's dulled tactile senses, as well as an affinity for magic that went beyond a normal human's. It had been the perfect combination to produce a sorcerer-swordsman worthy of legend.
And all it had cost was Zelgadis's humanity.
Rezo murmurs: ]
So I suppose that makes it my regret instead?
[ That feels like the sort of thing that Zelgadis ought to punch him for saying, and Rezo belatedly remembers that one of the brau demon's enhanced senses is hearing.
He quickly stands up. ]
Try to get some rest. I'll attend to the patients.
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And Zelgadis is well enough to answer his questions, so... That's probably good.
He doesn't doubt that Zelgadis's enhanced body is keeping him from growing incoherent. Hearing that it's saved Zelgadis before comes as no surprise either. Rezo had designed Zelgadis's body carefully, mixing components in a way that ensured his grandson would always be armored against any physical and magical attacks that an aspiring knight errant might plausibly encounter. A burly golem made of basalt, fine-grained and porous enough to act as flexible skin while still being impervious to steel, and a brau demon with excellent senses to compensate for a golem's dulled tactile senses, as well as an affinity for magic that went beyond a normal human's. It had been the perfect combination to produce a sorcerer-swordsman worthy of legend.
And all it had cost was Zelgadis's humanity.
Rezo murmurs: ]
So I suppose that makes it my regret instead?
[ That feels like the sort of thing that Zelgadis ought to punch him for saying, and Rezo belatedly remembers that one of the brau demon's enhanced senses is hearing.
He quickly stands up. ]
Try to get some rest. I'll attend to the patients.