Berrod's maturity declared its non-existence with the loud, rasping chortle he released.Â
"Hurr," He uttered eloquently, "Thassa good one -- I really can't place the accent though -- an' yers is different too! Though I like it, ya sound like a real gal."
His chest swelled as he looked to the other two to complement his approval. The perceived slight from the other Highlander male had at last been forgotten. As that vanished from his mind however, the prospect of a poor wrung-necked Warren surfaced. There was no way for him to bring the subject up without ruining the just-recovering mood, so once again he let his natural talent at public speech take the reins."
"...uh."
"Hurr," He uttered eloquently, "Thassa good one -- I really can't place the accent though -- an' yers is different too! Though I like it, ya sound like a real gal."
His chest swelled as he looked to the other two to complement his approval. The perceived slight from the other Highlander male had at last been forgotten. As that vanished from his mind however, the prospect of a poor wrung-necked Warren surfaced. There was no way for him to bring the subject up without ruining the just-recovering mood, so once again he let his natural talent at public speech take the reins."
"...uh."