.014 // and if I ask permission

[t_raith]

D, isn't it? Has anyone ever told you that you're a walking, talking clichéOf course, nothing speaks silent and stoic like the cape, the body armor and the seven-foot long sword, but don't you think it's a little over the top? Especially the hat

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[hercount]

Don't forget the cliche of the ... lone warrior type.

Tsk, my poor boy.

[t_raith]

That, too. How does he stand it? How do you stand it?

[hercount]

I give him encouragement. He is my only son.

[t_raith]

That's sweet.

[hercount]

If you damage him, I will eat you.

[t_raith]

Why would I damage him? I'm harmless, really.

[hercount]

A precautionary warning.

[t_raith]

Entirely unnecessary. I only drink and sleep and sleep around ~ But don't worry, I'm not into guys.

[hercount]

Why would that worry me?

[t_raith]

I might break his heart ~

[steeldame]

We are visiting them.

[hercount]

Of course, my Master.

[favored_son]

Is that really necessary?

[steeldame]

Quite.

[favored_son]

Thomas is rather unsettled by the idea.

[steeldame]

Too bad I don't give a damn about his opinion. You could always walk here, instead, and let him borrow your cloak.