Daegsatz glanced up at the paladin. Roen's face was creased with annoyance, and the way she said Nero's name in an almost biting tone was a fairly clear implication. Though the Roegadyn himself did not possess much skill for deception, Roen was evidently worse, and her emotions seemed just barely veiled.Â
The Sea Wolf raised an eyebrow in consternation. "'Preciate it as always, lass, but ye be seemin' like ye bit inta somethin' mighty awful." Daegsatz noted with some amusement that there were no utensils included with the meal, though he did not mind much, reaching a large hand into the bowl and touching the fish gingerly. It was still warm, but not hot to the touch. He pulled a sizeable chunk out, keeping his hand close so as to prevent the flesh from crumbling, and delivered the morsel to his mouth. Nero's penchant for salt was something Daegsatz never understood, but it did seem like it had been quite a while since the Roegadyn had consumed salt, and so he relished the simple taste all the same.
"S'pose this 'as somethin' ta do with the lad, eh? 'E do somethin' foolish?" Daegsatz questioned as he continued his detailing of the albatross. His stomach still roiled somewhat with queasiness, but luckily it did not seem to impede the consumption of the trout.
The Sea Wolf raised an eyebrow in consternation. "'Preciate it as always, lass, but ye be seemin' like ye bit inta somethin' mighty awful." Daegsatz noted with some amusement that there were no utensils included with the meal, though he did not mind much, reaching a large hand into the bowl and touching the fish gingerly. It was still warm, but not hot to the touch. He pulled a sizeable chunk out, keeping his hand close so as to prevent the flesh from crumbling, and delivered the morsel to his mouth. Nero's penchant for salt was something Daegsatz never understood, but it did seem like it had been quite a while since the Roegadyn had consumed salt, and so he relished the simple taste all the same.
"S'pose this 'as somethin' ta do with the lad, eh? 'E do somethin' foolish?" Daegsatz questioned as he continued his detailing of the albatross. His stomach still roiled somewhat with queasiness, but luckily it did not seem to impede the consumption of the trout.
