[The volume surprises even him, and he starts, almost hitting his head on the bars. Well. She certainly has no lack of enthusiasm.]
Of course! I did promise. [Or he as good as did. He watches her tail flailing back and forth with interest and, dare he say it, it's becoming captivating already. It certainly reflects her mood, doesn't it? Borch, he thinks, would have been much more comely with a tail.
Then again, that would have ruined the point of his little ruse, wouldn't it?
Somehow, the horrid way she eats cheese only further endears her to him in this moment. Texture. Gods, bless her. She must be starving.]
Yes, of course. Estinien. I didn't see him, but the guards around that cell are, ah... less than friendly. [For good reason, he imagines, after how close they were.] I'm sure he'll return. And if my black market for the dungeons keeps running so smoothly, I would hope to have more than an orange to offer him next time.
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Of course! I did promise. [Or he as good as did. He watches her tail flailing back and forth with interest and, dare he say it, it's becoming captivating already. It certainly reflects her mood, doesn't it? Borch, he thinks, would have been much more comely with a tail.
Then again, that would have ruined the point of his little ruse, wouldn't it?
Somehow, the horrid way she eats cheese only further endears her to him in this moment. Texture. Gods, bless her. She must be starving.]
Yes, of course. Estinien. I didn't see him, but the guards around that cell are, ah... less than friendly. [For good reason, he imagines, after how close they were.] I'm sure he'll return. And if my black market for the dungeons keeps running so smoothly, I would hope to have more than an orange to offer him next time.