Is that what you thought...? [ he looks at his hand and then back and jean. rinse, repeat.
nah, he doesn't correct him. instead he's about to lick his slightly scaly fingers back up, before he feels the pressure against his chest and visually sees the tissue there. he blinks, making no move to grab it from him immediately. ]
But, I'm fine this way. [ but, he does take it for measure. but, barely dabs at his face before giving up on the endeavor entirely. ] By chance, are you the type who really focuses on the little things? [ vaguely pointless things, he means.
granted, not much seems of worth when you've lived 600+ years. not that he's ever really thought of that way, either. still, he finds it odd how focused this individual was on his eating. though, he's been said to have horrible table manners on multiple occasions?? is he the problem? ]
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nah, he doesn't correct him. instead he's about to lick his slightly scaly fingers back up, before he feels the pressure against his chest and visually sees the tissue there. he blinks, making no move to grab it from him immediately. ]
But, I'm fine this way. [ but, he does take it for measure. but, barely dabs at his face before giving up on the endeavor entirely. ] By chance, are you the type who really focuses on the little things? [ vaguely pointless things, he means.
granted, not much seems of worth when you've lived 600+ years. not that he's ever really thought of that way, either. still, he finds it odd how focused this individual was on his eating. though, he's been said to have horrible table manners on multiple occasions?? is he the problem? ]