Ah, the irony...
Nathan has always had a weakness for Roe-girls. Tall, strong, well-formed, confident, impossible to miss... mmm. Let me play you a little song.
But apparently, bouncy, perky, well formed midlanders with enthusiasm and full lips, full figure... are pretty darned good, too. Saxophones, please. And don't worry, fellow Hotlanders. Nathan appreciates Ala Mighan stock quite well.
He's had some very good times with a few Miqo'te, admittedly, but they won him, again, with Enthusiasm more so than their racial traits.
Just forgive him if he can't stop occasionally casting an appeasing eye at the random Roe, now and then.
Sorry, Lalas. Some of you are precious, but... I can't do it.
Nathan has always had a weakness for Roe-girls. Tall, strong, well-formed, confident, impossible to miss... mmm. Let me play you a little song.
But apparently, bouncy, perky, well formed midlanders with enthusiasm and full lips, full figure... are pretty darned good, too. Saxophones, please. And don't worry, fellow Hotlanders. Nathan appreciates Ala Mighan stock quite well.
He's had some very good times with a few Miqo'te, admittedly, but they won him, again, with Enthusiasm more so than their racial traits.
Just forgive him if he can't stop occasionally casting an appeasing eye at the random Roe, now and then.
Sorry, Lalas. Some of you are precious, but... I can't do it.
"But in the laugh there was another voice. A clearer laugh, an ironic laugh. A laugh which laughs because it chooses not to weep."