[ Much like certain elven wizards who shall go unnamed. He says this in a voice that's equal parts indignantly defensive and full of barely-restrained laughter, and goes back to the cocoa with a put-upon huff.
He knows, though. He picks up on just about everything that was said in that brief silent moment, and he's keeping it close. ]
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[ Much like certain elven wizards who shall go unnamed. He says this in a voice that's equal parts indignantly defensive and full of barely-restrained laughter, and goes back to the cocoa with a put-upon huff.
He knows, though. He picks up on just about everything that was said in that brief silent moment, and he's keeping it close. ]
Thanks, sir. For the cocoa and everything.