Felih Tia is a little shit, if nothing else. He grins at her, only looking a little sorry, and chirps, "No, but seeing someone hiding makes you wonder if you should be hiding too, right?" With that, he settles down and sits, before stretching idly and considering her question.
"Why am I out here? Oh, I'm just trying to find some herbs I need for a recipe. They're fantastic, but hard to come by, considering they grow in the middle of Twelves-damned nowhere surrounded by killer megafauna," he explains, tail wiggling. Still, at least judging by the satchel weighing heavily at his hip, he's found plenty of it.
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"Why am I out here? Oh, I'm just trying to find some herbs I need for a recipe. They're fantastic, but hard to come by, considering they grow in the middle of Twelves-damned nowhere surrounded by killer megafauna," he explains, tail wiggling. Still, at least judging by the satchel weighing heavily at his hip, he's found plenty of it.