[ That's a look he'd never forget, no matter how much he wished he did... Maes may not have interacted much with Kimblee during the war, but there was no way any of them could have missed that look.
It's a little scary, really, to see that look again somewhere that wasn't a battlefield. Maes could understand fighting under orders. He was not immune to the rush of adrenaline whilst on the battlefield, knowing that it was either them, or you. But this...
He gives a weak smile. His Eevee, Elsie, is sitting by his feet, calmly looking in Kimblee's direction. ]
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It's a little scary, really, to see that look again somewhere that wasn't a battlefield. Maes could understand fighting under orders. He was not immune to the rush of adrenaline whilst on the battlefield, knowing that it was either them, or you. But this...
He gives a weak smile. His Eevee, Elsie, is sitting by his feet, calmly looking in Kimblee's direction. ]
'Morning.