Gran shot Avis a distrustful look from the safety of Steel's arms. He was no longer trying to escape the Roegadyn's arms, but seemed in no hurry to make up with the Midlander either. At best, he would keep an eye on her to ensure she didn't lunge at him suddenly for a taste of succulent behemoth bacon.
Her tone seemed friendly enough, sure, but he had heard similar tones used by the very vendors that had passed him off to the latest patsy. While she complimented him on his knowledge of the common tongue, it was more a matter that he had equated certain sounds the bipeds had made to good and bad things.
Play? Good.
Stop? Bad.
Supper? Good!
Cage? Bad.
The rest of it amounted to little more than a garbled mess that was far beyond the ken of a wee baby behemoth. As such, for all the words said to him, Gran continued to give Aven the ol' stink-eye. At the end of her praise, his response was a single, derisive snort. Such a gentleman.
Though, the little piglet noted, the added height provided from his new position added a whole new vantage point to the strange world of Ul'dah. While he oft made quick, sharp glances the Hyur's way to make sure she wasn't trying anything funny, Gran shifted too and fro in Steel Wolf's arms to look about and snuffle at the air.
Her tone seemed friendly enough, sure, but he had heard similar tones used by the very vendors that had passed him off to the latest patsy. While she complimented him on his knowledge of the common tongue, it was more a matter that he had equated certain sounds the bipeds had made to good and bad things.
Play? Good.
Stop? Bad.
Supper? Good!
Cage? Bad.
The rest of it amounted to little more than a garbled mess that was far beyond the ken of a wee baby behemoth. As such, for all the words said to him, Gran continued to give Aven the ol' stink-eye. At the end of her praise, his response was a single, derisive snort. Such a gentleman.
Though, the little piglet noted, the added height provided from his new position added a whole new vantage point to the strange world of Ul'dah. While he oft made quick, sharp glances the Hyur's way to make sure she wasn't trying anything funny, Gran shifted too and fro in Steel Wolf's arms to look about and snuffle at the air.
