"Well, I'm here to talk about you, and I'm not helping unless you give me answers," Felih says, stubbornly, tail lashing. "This tower belongs to G'raha Tia. Where is he? How did you come to control this place?"
P'rihnn's irritation is quite understandable, and even Felih is feeling miffed about being yanked out of his world to this strange place...
"And you don't sound or look well. You even shield yourself like this- as if fearing our touch. Is your constitution truly so weak? I'm a healer, I might... be able to help," he offers, still incredibly intrigued by the crystalline body he sees before him.
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Date: 2020-11-02 02:14 am (UTC)P'rihnn's irritation is quite understandable, and even Felih is feeling miffed about being yanked out of his world to this strange place...
"And you don't sound or look well. You even shield yourself like this- as if fearing our touch. Is your constitution truly so weak? I'm a healer, I might... be able to help," he offers, still incredibly intrigued by the crystalline body he sees before him.