P’rihnn, for his part, has found the food. He could probably do with a bath as well, but for now sitting at the table to actually eat something after running around all day is enough for him. As Felih reprimands him again, he rolls his eyes and gives a deep, exasperated sigh.
“Not all of us are born with natural charm,” he says, his mouth still half full. “And I’m not gonna fake it. If people don’t like it, tough shit.” He swallows, and raps his hand against the table. “We got our answers, didn’t we? Some of them.”
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Date: 2020-11-04 03:11 am (UTC)“Not all of us are born with natural charm,” he says, his mouth still half full. “And I’m not gonna fake it. If people don’t like it, tough shit.” He swallows, and raps his hand against the table. “We got our answers, didn’t we? Some of them.”