The Elezen man motions to the other of his race, taking his eyes away from the bow and arrow. "Ma'am, do I seem like the bad sort to you? Look, I've even go' adorably messy hair! Is this the hair of a dastard?" he asked, smiling cheerfully. In his mind, he cursed at his frankly pathetic attempt at gaining trust.




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