Steel could hardly contain her beaming smile at the mention of not locking up little Gran, despite knowing his name, his owner and his ultimate destination within Ul'dah. More porker time! She was beyond the moon with delight.
So, too, was Gran as he tried like hell to eat the ceramic off of the bowl of meateors. The servers would have to be quick. She was tempted to remove the bowl from his feverishly snuffling snout, but she thought better of it and instead left him to absolutely eat the scent off of the bowl in front of him.
She gave Momodi a nod of thanks as the mistress of the Quicksand returned to her regular post. Her giant grin was flashed to all at the table. Avis' mention of sweetheart to the piglet. Miko's newest rambling stream. A platter of delicious meat. This was probably the happiest Steel had allowed herself to be in a long, long while.
"I don't see why ye can't give 'im a pet. He seems t'like the pets, doncha, Gran?" ,cooed Steel. Again with the cooing.
"Ladies." ,she then stated, clapping her hands on her lap. "it would appear that we are tasked with a great an' noble deed. T'keep this little purple bundle under our protection an' watch as he enjoys hisself and the splendors of Ul'dah while we await for his owner's return. I'm open t'suggestions, save for puttin' him back in his room. Obviously, Gran-boy 'ere's not looking to be clapped in a box again."
So, too, was Gran as he tried like hell to eat the ceramic off of the bowl of meateors. The servers would have to be quick. She was tempted to remove the bowl from his feverishly snuffling snout, but she thought better of it and instead left him to absolutely eat the scent off of the bowl in front of him.
She gave Momodi a nod of thanks as the mistress of the Quicksand returned to her regular post. Her giant grin was flashed to all at the table. Avis' mention of sweetheart to the piglet. Miko's newest rambling stream. A platter of delicious meat. This was probably the happiest Steel had allowed herself to be in a long, long while.
"I don't see why ye can't give 'im a pet. He seems t'like the pets, doncha, Gran?" ,cooed Steel. Again with the cooing.
"Ladies." ,she then stated, clapping her hands on her lap. "it would appear that we are tasked with a great an' noble deed. T'keep this little purple bundle under our protection an' watch as he enjoys hisself and the splendors of Ul'dah while we await for his owner's return. I'm open t'suggestions, save for puttin' him back in his room. Obviously, Gran-boy 'ere's not looking to be clapped in a box again."
