Less heartwarming is possibly the implication that any who aren't need to be dealt with the Spartan way.Gysolem said:Without a doubt, my favorite line from this whole thing: Regaining his poise, you say, "A furrikin. But one more generation and it will likely be viscanti enough."
Just the idea that Gysolem is so tainted and so ENTHUSED with the taint, that his offspring would be viscanti is both hilarious and heart-warming.
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Earnestly, Daraius Shevat says, "Well, I am grateful to have heard your tale. It always delights me to hear of harmony blossoming between two individuals, particularly when one is a Shevat."
You think to yourself: Even when he was telling me he was comfortable talking to me, but did not feel quite ready to share overly much with Elexia?
You think to yourself: All of those compliments early on...
You have emoted: Lief's sip from her tea cup is a long one, her color not fading for quite some time. Eventually, however, she lowers the drink back to her place before a simple tea table of beryl-hued cedar and smiles at Daraius. "I am truly honored to stand by Zitto's side."
A low, contented growl arises within Daraius's chest.
Baring his teeth in a genteel smile as his tail thumps happily behind him, Daraius Shevat says to you, "Mm, very good. I will be quite happy to count you among our number."
Daraius sips contentedly at an immaculate porcelain tea cup, still rumbling with a pleasant growl.
You have emoted: Lief's gray eyes flit sidelong to Zitto, their surfaces clear and bright in their natural gray.