Zack nodded, leaning forward and reaching a hand to run carefully, reverently over the cool stone before him.
"Good call." And he pressed his hand against the surface for a moment longer, before reaching to his back, pulling his sword, and pressing the blade to his forehead.
It was a reverent sort of gesture. He'd seen Angeal do it before, and...
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Date: 2009-12-23 02:03 am (UTC)"Good call." And he pressed his hand against the surface for a moment longer, before reaching to his back, pulling his sword, and pressing the blade to his forehead.
It was a reverent sort of gesture. He'd seen Angeal do it before, and...
Well. It was an honor thing.