[ This far along in the dinner, his politeness is gaining a hint of brittleness which contains his audible expectation he will not in any sense be delighted. He's here, though. He signed up for this. And Qetzi could use a break, if he's still following his balancing directives. ]
[ What a double act these two can be, Brandon reflects, keeping his own sourness to a thin, fully concealed ribbon in the back of his throat. It's almost a shame they don't get along.
No one seems to be eating at this point, and he follows suit, nursing along the last of his drink as he stores away their exchange and each nonverbal quirk to it. ]
And what does Tavor like?
[ Gifts, endless gifts. It's beginning to be something of a chore. ]
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[ Another piece goes into his mouth and he chews, amused with the thought. ]
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[ This far along in the dinner, his politeness is gaining a hint of brittleness which contains his audible expectation he will not in any sense be delighted. He's here, though. He signed up for this. And Qetzi could use a break, if he's still following his balancing directives. ]
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[ His smile is wicked, if subdued for an absolute child, turning his attention to Qetzi'ah. ]
Tell Tavor I would have the wizard come to the basement with me. Perhaps tomorrow.
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Yes, alright.
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No one seems to be eating at this point, and he follows suit, nursing along the last of his drink as he stores away their exchange and each nonverbal quirk to it. ]
And what does Tavor like?
[ Gifts, endless gifts. It's beginning to be something of a chore. ]
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Tormenting his guests. He gets to do it plenty enough, don't you concern yourself with gifts for him.
[ He is the master of the dungeon, only because his family was much too disgusted by his existence to really allow him anything else. ]
He is not the one I want you to meet.
[ Rather one of the monsters his cousin keeps. ]
Thank you for this wonderful meal, Qetzi. I can see the wizard appreciated it as much as I did.