!qw2cdBTZAc 04/13/11(Wed)23:57 No.14587211|
"At least you're not quick to temper..." You say, trying to comfort him.
"W- you really think so?" Paima says.
"Of course, it would be a total turn-off. You'd never even get a date if you had a firey temper." You add.
"Oh." Paima grumbles, looking depressed.
"So, how can we convince Kresis to help us?" You ask, noting that the smaller lizardman who tagged along with you hasn't said much.
"Maybe he does honestly need our help, and he'll be good for it after that." Tukon says, filling up another bowl.
"Well, you did have the opportunity to inspire the ripouse back at the confederate camp." Paima says, putting a hand to his chin. "Maybe inspiring the people here is the key, not going through him."
"We did come here to see him, though. Even if his morals are... Unique," Cagrazod says, clearly contemplating what was said to him, "He still seems like he may help us. Perhaps, as he says, nothing is so simple as right and wrong."
Tukon scoffs at this. "What, did what old cold-foot say get to ya?"
Cagrazod remains quiet.
"Oh, c'mon. If I have to be the one to tell you not to pay attention to his crap, you really must be losing it." Tukon says, pointing at Cagrazod's food. "Just sleep on it, everything tends to be easier to sort through after a night's sleep."
"Maybe you're right." Cagrazod says, quietly. He sips some of the soup, and steam rises up from his mouth.