@slashedshadow (it won’t let me tag you but yeet)
It was one of the rare moments in Lloyd’s life where he was completely left to his own devices. They’d had no orders from the commander, and things were surprisingly settled in the area that they were posted in right now. Outside of maintaining the standard of training among his men to keep everyone in top form, Lloyd had time to spare.
A foreign feeling at this point.
It made him antsy to not have anything pressing to do. Linus had assured him that he could handle patrols for the day, so Lloyd was left to...rest, more likely than not, is what many thought he should do. But, mind always running, resting simply wasn’t something he had a taste for unless it was truly necessary for his function.
So, he was reading in the shade of a tree. It wasn’t exactly work, but it wasn’t something as...pointless-feeling as laying around and doing absolutely nothing. History was interesting -- there was always something new to learn about an area -- and he found that logging away useful information from such books helped to pass the time better than most things.
However, it didn’t take him very long to realize that he had an audience.
Someone was watching him from the cover of the dense leaves of the tree he was sitting beneath, their gaze burning into the back of his skull. Lloyd was patient and adept at keeping his head, though. After all, if there was a fight that could be avoided altogether, he would prefer that.
Besides, this person had garnered his curiosity; it wasn’t often that Lloyd was caught unawares, whether harm was meant or not.
“...I believe it would be easier to ask me for the book, rather than try to read it over my shoulder,” Lloyd spoke up, clear and concise, even if he did not try to look and locate whoever was silently watching him. If they wanted to attack him, they’d had plenty of chances to do so before he’d recognized their presence.
