[u]Balthazar scratches at his chin, his eyes slowly meandering their way across the field, then finally resting on Cyan. Po continues reading a book labeled "Botany for Beginners", the pages of which are stained and crinkled.[/u] B: "[i]Aye, that be true. Fighting hasn't suited either of us well, and it certainly hasn't always been for the best.[/i]" [u]As he speaks, his hand traces it's way across his face, feeling and drawing along the long scars and blemishes from fights before.[/u]