This isn’t what she’d meant by I’ll look after the horses.
Seems this is a lot less looking after horses, and a lot more looking after fair Madame Not-Orlesian; to say nothing of watching her own back.
(Facepaint can handle herself. Dalish sure love to crow on how they do, anyway.)
This isn’t what she meant. But it’s a bit late to back out now. Big elf has a way about him, kind of way that she knows’ll piss her off she gives it half a chance. She doesn't plan to, not until they're out of the desert at least, not until she knows they won't all ditch her on some dune.
So this is what they're doing now. Punchlines to knock-knock jokes.
"Fire," Bluntly. It’s not that she doubts they’ve caught that much, it’s just that — It’s fire, right? How else do you ever deal with fire? "Y’all got water?"
She gestures with her empty sleeve. Look. There's magic fire, okay. Fine. Surely there’s such a thing as magic water too.
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Seems this is a lot less looking after horses, and a lot more looking after fair Madame Not-Orlesian; to say nothing of watching her own back.
(Facepaint can handle herself. Dalish sure love to crow on how they do, anyway.)
This isn’t what she meant. But it’s a bit late to back out now. Big elf has a way about him, kind of way that she knows’ll piss her off she gives it half a chance. She doesn't plan to, not until they're out of the desert at least, not until she knows they won't all ditch her on some dune.
So this is what they're doing now. Punchlines to knock-knock jokes.
"Fire," Bluntly. It’s not that she doubts they’ve caught that much, it’s just that — It’s fire, right? How else do you ever deal with fire? "Y’all got water?"
She gestures with her empty sleeve. Look. There's magic fire, okay. Fine. Surely there’s such a thing as magic water too.