Drizzt you have made a powerful enemy and he will find a way to get back at you, mark his words. He moves to try and block the broom, not yank it away or smack at it, due to the fact that Drizzt seems so endeared to her and if she was, in fact, Zaknafein's new wife, he didn't want to be terrifically offensive.
BUT REALLY-
Any sort of argument died on his lips the moment Zaknafein spoke, and the brigand froze, turning his head to stare at what he had once been so sure was an illusion.
No.
It was not false. He could tell that immediately, he knew what and who he was looking at.
"... Zak." Like he couldn't believe what he was looking at, the word hushed and almost breathless.
There was no question if he could make it to Zak without being swatted by that broom. It may as well have been he teleported to the weapons master's side, slipping past Elphaba with fluid ease.
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BUT REALLY-
Any sort of argument died on his lips the moment Zaknafein spoke, and the brigand froze, turning his head to stare at what he had once been so sure was an illusion.
No.
It was not false. He could tell that immediately, he knew what and who he was looking at.
"... Zak." Like he couldn't believe what he was looking at, the word hushed and almost breathless.
There was no question if he could make it to Zak without being swatted by that broom. It may as well have been he teleported to the weapons master's side, slipping past Elphaba with fluid ease.