[Wait a damn minute. Does he mean “Yuri” as in that pompous arse he battled in the colosseum the other day? The one with the long flowing purple hair? That girlish bloke? If so, Rosen’s left eye twitches a little. This can’t possibly be just a coincidence, right? Right.]
Ah, think you misunderstood! Ciaran likes actual biscuits, like the ones you bake. I think the mutt eats anything I put before him, right boy?
[Ciaran glances up at him again and whines even louder. It seems the dog is quite famished regardless of just being fed hours ago.]
So I think popcorn might do, maybe.
[To be honest, he doesn’t think there’s nothing that this odd faerie dog won’t eat. Including human flesh but he rather not think of such things.]
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[Wait a damn minute. Does he mean “Yuri” as in that pompous arse he battled in the colosseum the other day? The one with the long flowing purple hair? That girlish bloke? If so, Rosen’s left eye twitches a little. This can’t possibly be just a coincidence, right? Right.]
Ah, think you misunderstood! Ciaran likes actual biscuits, like the ones you bake. I think the mutt eats anything I put before him, right boy?
[Ciaran glances up at him again and whines even louder. It seems the dog is quite famished regardless of just being fed hours ago.]
So I think popcorn might do, maybe.
[To be honest, he doesn’t think there’s nothing that this odd faerie dog won’t eat. Including human flesh but he rather not think of such things.]