Though Pig's reaction to her compliments were less than friendly, Avis did not view this as an affront; instead, her smile widened. She wasn't completely convinced that the creature understood everything she'd said, but its aversion to "lunch" and evidence of some ability to appraise situations made it a commendable porcine specimen - one which definitely did not deserve a place on the butcher's table.Â
She turned to the woman, who'd just introduced herself. "Sthalwilf Haemrstymmwyn," Avis echoed slowly and uncertainly, enjoying rather the unfamiliarity of the syllables and the clumsiness of the language on her tongue. "It's good to make your acquaintance. I'm Avis."
Before she could provide Steel Wolf with suggestions on possible educational opportunities for Pig, however, the purple creature had thrust itself out of her arm, something in the distance having caught its attention. Steel lunged herself after it, leaving Avis still propped up weakly against the wall with an outstretched arm that clutched an almost-drained water skin.Â
"Ah... S... Steel!" Avis gasped after, clambering to her feet as well. Then there were the usual market-goers and merchants to weave through again before Pig's destination became quite apparent to her.Â
Struggling to keep up, and ignoring the faint buzzing still present in her head, Avis called out to the Roegadyn, only a few feet from the elevator.Â
"You want to stop Behemoth Junior!" Avis called. "Purple ball wants to see the world, might just be headed for an airship - do you let him out enough?"
She turned to the woman, who'd just introduced herself. "Sthalwilf Haemrstymmwyn," Avis echoed slowly and uncertainly, enjoying rather the unfamiliarity of the syllables and the clumsiness of the language on her tongue. "It's good to make your acquaintance. I'm Avis."
Before she could provide Steel Wolf with suggestions on possible educational opportunities for Pig, however, the purple creature had thrust itself out of her arm, something in the distance having caught its attention. Steel lunged herself after it, leaving Avis still propped up weakly against the wall with an outstretched arm that clutched an almost-drained water skin.Â
"Ah... S... Steel!" Avis gasped after, clambering to her feet as well. Then there were the usual market-goers and merchants to weave through again before Pig's destination became quite apparent to her.Â
Struggling to keep up, and ignoring the faint buzzing still present in her head, Avis called out to the Roegadyn, only a few feet from the elevator.Â
"You want to stop Behemoth Junior!" Avis called. "Purple ball wants to see the world, might just be headed for an airship - do you let him out enough?"
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