"You have reached Solus zos Galvus. I fear I am unavailable at the moment, but should your query be of an urgent nature, pray leave a message. I shall endeavor to return it anon."
[He admits freely, letting the worry tinge his voice.]
We need not fear death, since living is rather inescapable by our captor's design, but I would not have you...shamed, nor mocked...ridiculed. I know you are not a sensitive man to such barbs, but a man seeking his needs should not be met with cruelty. Yet, he should not be denied, either.
[How...vexing. Sliding his hand to his cheek, he rests upon it once more, staring at Hythlodaeus with a frown.]
All I ask is that you be careful. Think this through, and do naught rash.
I fear that this place is much too unpredictable to account for such. Each... Event comes at me, quickly, often without warning... Besides that, I've not yet decided if I should calibrate my expectations more to all being destroyed or intact.
There is a bit too much conflicting data for my tastes! Should consequences matter if the world shall be broken apart in a few short years?
[Oops, this conversation got too big, too heavy all of a sudden...]
I'll be careful. [He adds, trying to emphasize in the sort of way to differentiate it from an afterthought. He begins to sketch.]
There is an outfit for every occasion here, it seems... What should a man here wear for this particular occasion?
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[He asks earnestly as his eyes fall to his own hands though they remain still on the page.]
I suppose I may measure that risk against the slow boil that has begun within my soul.
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[He admits freely, letting the worry tinge his voice.]
We need not fear death, since living is rather inescapable by our captor's design, but I would not have you...shamed, nor mocked...ridiculed. I know you are not a sensitive man to such barbs, but a man seeking his needs should not be met with cruelty. Yet, he should not be denied, either.
[How...vexing. Sliding his hand to his cheek, he rests upon it once more, staring at Hythlodaeus with a frown.]
All I ask is that you be careful. Think this through, and do naught rash.
no subject
There is a bit too much conflicting data for my tastes! Should consequences matter if the world shall be broken apart in a few short years?
[Oops, this conversation got too big, too heavy all of a sudden...]
I'll be careful. [He adds, trying to emphasize in the sort of way to differentiate it from an afterthought. He begins to sketch.]
There is an outfit for every occasion here, it seems... What should a man here wear for this particular occasion?