[She probably could murder his ass if she wanted to; she’s the magic lady or whatever. But he knows she’s got a soft spot for him, and for some reason he just seems to inspire those sorts of reactions in tough ladies.]
[He finds a bottle of mead, a friggin’ godsend in the shitshow that is his life, and brings that with him to a spot in the back. Out of the way and as quiet as anything can be at this weird asshole party.]
[He cracks into the bottle before Lup comes back.]
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[She probably could murder his ass if she wanted to; she’s the magic lady or whatever. But he knows she’s got a soft spot for him, and for some reason he just seems to inspire those sorts of reactions in tough ladies.]
[He finds a bottle of mead, a friggin’ godsend in the shitshow that is his life, and brings that with him to a spot in the back. Out of the way and as quiet as anything can be at this weird asshole party.]
[He cracks into the bottle before Lup comes back.]