In what might have been his only opportunity, he reached out a hand to softly pat Kage on the head, maybe pet the ears.Â
He partly wanted to see the reaction, and he knew if he had tried with any of the other miqo'te he knew, it would probably end badly. Yangh...would most likely feel insulted, and Natalie might assume it was some form of a playful gesture and reciprocate it.
"Honestly now, when was the last time I was actually a threat?"Â
He'd been less-inclined to do anything crazy with each passing day. Maybe it was from Frhanz's influence,or maybe it was from the memories he had been recovering. Perhaps a little of both? Still, he kept the same axe that had once brought so much pain, nearby. It was always there, in a little pocket of the aether around him. But then, so was the retranslated grimoire, and a variety of other little tools for crafting.Â
"And when was I ever a threat to Ul'dah?" If he had managed to succeed in petting the ears, he still be doing so now.
He partly wanted to see the reaction, and he knew if he had tried with any of the other miqo'te he knew, it would probably end badly. Yangh...would most likely feel insulted, and Natalie might assume it was some form of a playful gesture and reciprocate it.
"Honestly now, when was the last time I was actually a threat?"Â
He'd been less-inclined to do anything crazy with each passing day. Maybe it was from Frhanz's influence,or maybe it was from the memories he had been recovering. Perhaps a little of both? Still, he kept the same axe that had once brought so much pain, nearby. It was always there, in a little pocket of the aether around him. But then, so was the retranslated grimoire, and a variety of other little tools for crafting.Â
"And when was I ever a threat to Ul'dah?" If he had managed to succeed in petting the ears, he still be doing so now.
