[There is, or would be if Sigr knew, something very strange in the concept of an Ascian even having a baser side. After all, until they met Emet, the only time they had any spoken connection with the Ascians has been one preaching high and mighty about lofty goals or insulting them. This conversation, in the here and now, is the most mortal conversation he ever had with one.
His brows lift at the returned question, and for a moment he puzzles over how to respond before deciding, what the hells. Not only had Emet not just vanished back into the darkness or given him an eye roll and a droll answer, the other had responded in more ways than just the vocal. So, why not go for more?
Sigr rolls a shoulder in a shrug, giving a pointed thwap of his tail again before commenting.]
Much like pulling hair, it all depends on the context.
[Let Emet chew on that. If Sigr is being honest with himself, he's more curious about if the other even gets the double entendre.]
It's amazing. XD I love it.
His brows lift at the returned question, and for a moment he puzzles over how to respond before deciding, what the hells. Not only had Emet not just vanished back into the darkness or given him an eye roll and a droll answer, the other had responded in more ways than just the vocal. So, why not go for more?
Sigr rolls a shoulder in a shrug, giving a pointed thwap of his tail again before commenting.]
Much like pulling hair, it all depends on the context.
[Let Emet chew on that. If Sigr is being honest with himself, he's more curious about if the other even gets the double entendre.]