[ he listens intently to every word, and jude is a bit flustered to receive what feels like such high praise from percival, a person he's come to admire in a sense thanks to what's been fairly limited interaction. he always seems to know what he's doing; he always seems to have answers, and if he doesn't, he always seems to be chasing after them.

and jude is drawn to those kinds of people. percival's no exception to that.

he's not quite sure what to say, so he simply nods, unconsciously clenching and unclenching his fist. ]

If anyone has a good head on their shoulders, it's you, sir.

I'll take your advice, and keep you updated on any information that might be useful to getting them out of there. You can count on me.