WC: 201 OOC: Wheee!!
He saw the frown on her face and was about to turn back, she was unhappy to see him. But her hand came up slowly, and she spoke in a pitiful little voice that made Shawchert’s heart melt. He pulled her up in a sitting position at once, an easy feat for the large muscular man. He even heard the accent, was that natural? Why did she try to hide it? There were so many secrets to this woman seemed to have… or tales she had not told him, but first thing was first… he had to make sure she had forgiven him for everything and that they were on even ground. Just then he heard a tiny bleat, looking he saw a… goat. He raised an eyebrow and Sky spoke to him and he seemed to disagree with her, he wasn’t sure what to say, it was quite a surprise to see the goat there in that room.
A new friend of yours?
He asked staring at the goat suspiciously, or was she playing with her food? Whatever it was, it was kind of cute, though he wished he hadn’t come hungry now. It wasn’t polite to eat someone’s pet.
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