Jarmin's words lingered in the air like a heavy fog, causing Lucas to freeze in place, his usual confident demeanor faltering. "Well, um, if you see Richard coming, you should just... uh, avoid him," Lucas stuttered, his voice lacking its usual assurance.
Jarmin's gaze sharpened, his tone serious. "And what if he wants to capture a control point that I've already secured? What then?" he demanded, his voice carrying a sense of urgency.
Lucas hesitated for a moment before responding. "We'll handle the defending," he said finally, though his voice wavered slightly.
Jarmin fixed Lucas with an intense gaze, his eyes searching for reassurance. "Do you really think Richard will be okay with that?" he questioned, his tone tinged with uncertainty.
