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Basilisk
09-08-2020, 04:08 AM
He opened his mouth to cycle a sentence, paused when he realised 90% of it would only earn him a scolding, and tried again. Living here was going to cut a solid half of his vocabulary if he had to skip all the honorifics and fluff his previous masters had preened to. “I do, Miss Io” short and simple. No need to mention it as one of the class skills assigned to him, or his own belief that knowing would be an advantage to him. “Healing lessons would be very welcome, Miss Io” he confirmed as she offered them. Her mention of armour had him baffled. “I would be happy to assist” he assumed that what she was asking for was a second set of hands. Assuming Asla could spare him, he would be a second pair of paws wherever it was needed. Upon completion of her task, the healer settled across from him instead of leaving. Strange. When the next line of questioning began, alarm tingled up his veins. Hmm. “Elsewhere” he supplied with helpful innocence. "Speech" |