Much too late. Shōryū's eyes narrowed to slits as his kirin half-collapsed, first catching his waist to keep him upright and then, when he managed his half a sentence, lifting again, this time to set him against his shoulder. Firmly in his line of sight, and not about to move out of it. And certainly incapable of bowing. He'd have to find another solution later, because as short as Enki was, he wasn't exactly light, but for now this would do.
"How impolite of them," he murmured, giving the attendants at the other end of the hall an appraising look. "Allow me to spare you the trouble."
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Date: 2011-02-07 12:34 am (UTC)"How impolite of them," he murmured, giving the attendants at the other end of the hall an appraising look. "Allow me to spare you the trouble."